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Post by Cliff Cook on Apr 23, 2024 19:22:24 GMT
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SEGMENT Surprise Guest!
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{ The scenery begins backstage, and the Amsterdam crowd can already be heard in a frenzy as they are waiting for the overall start of the showā¦ Cliff Cook has a grin from ear to ear as he pulls on the lapels of his striped beige blazer. He pulls the jacket back a little bit where a small holder can be seen, and Cliff reaches down to pull up a drinking horn that was gifted to himā¦ He shrugs, and takes a drink from it. }
Cliff Cook: This is great for some iced coffee.
{ He takes another sip, then as he hears a short screech, he puts the drinking horn away. An SUV pulls into the parking garage, and with a pep in his step, Cliff rushes ā the chauffeur hurries around to the door before Cliff can open the door, holding a hand up as if to tell Cliff to hold, and Cliff obliges by folding his hands in front of him. The door opens, and the chauffeur steps back as the camera unveils ā SETH EVANS! Seth smiles just as bright as the assistant to the mysterious co-GM, and Cliff hurries forward with a hand already extended. }
Cliff Cook: Thank you for coming, Mr. Evans, and thank you, thank you, so very much!
Seth Evans: Thanks for the warm welcome!
{ Seth acknowledges the chauffeur, and tips him with a 100 Euro. He gives him a friendly nod, as the chauffeur moves back around to the driver side of the car. }
Cliff Cook: I really hate to rush right into business. Can I get you a boba?
{ Seth shakes his head. }
Cliff Cook: A coffee?
{ Again, Seth shakes his head. }
Cliff Cook: How about aā
Seth Evans: Cliff, Cliff; itās alright, okay? I came here to talk business. Justā fill me in with the details as we goā¦ And, heyā
{ Seth turns toward the cameraman. }
Seth Evans: This is a private conversation.
{ Seth flashes a smile at the camera, and the cameraman takes a step back while Cliff and Seth walk forwardā¦ Seth has the larger stride, and Cliff has to take a couple extra steps to keep pace, but he does so and makes it look easy. }
Iyo Kenshin: I wonder what Seth Evans is doing here!
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SINGLES MATCH Oryon Highwind vs. Mimi Simpson
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Coliseum began with the Imperial Wrestling Federation debut of the high-flying Oryon Highwind, looking to make his mark against Florida native, Mimi Simpson. Highwind was very well received by the crowd upon his introduction. Amsterdam was not quite as kind to Simpson, greeting her with a mixture of cheers and boos during her run to the ring.
Both competitors came out of the gate fast at the sound of the belt, with Oryon displaying some impressive speed with his strikes. Mimi had an answer in the form of a wicked right hand to the jaw of Highwind around the ninety second mark of the contest, which allowed her to pull Oryon into a ripcord roaring elbow. Simpson used her legs to punish Highwind, dishing out some kicks and stomps to land Highwind near a corner.
Showing off her own athleticism, Simpson connects with a beautiful top rope moonsault across the chest of Highwind. She stays draped over the chest of Highwind for a cover, but was unable to hold his shoulders down for a three count. Having landed such a high-risk maneuver to near perfection, Mimi was frustrated by the kickout, and directed that frustration at the official and the pace at which she counted. Still shaking her head as she brought Highwind the rest of the way up to a vertical base with her, Mimi dishes out a headbutt. Simpson tried to slow the tempo by locking in a side headlock on Highwind, and then using her free arm to pummel the top of Oryon's head with fists, which drew a warning from the official for the use of the closed fist.
Mimi with an Irish whip on Oryon, sending him into the ropes. She goes up for a dropkick, but Highwind had hooked his arms around the top rope on contact to stop his momentum. Simpson catches nothing but air on her dropkick attempt. Oryon takes control with a Standing Shiranui; followed by a standing moonsault; capped by a cover. Referee Jessica Andrews makes a prompt count, but Highwind is unable to keep Mimi's shoulders pinned to the canvas for three seconds.
Highwind brings Simpson up off the canvas. A bit dazed, Mimi throws a few wild right hands, looking for a knockout punch; which Oryon uses his speed to evade. Highwind almost baits her in, and in the perfect moment to strike, dazzles the audience in attendance with a tornado kick that rocks Mimi Simpson. She lands hard on the canvas, a million-mile stare in her eyes. The official checks in on her, wanting to be sure she was not concussed from the kick. After making sure Mimi was fit to continue, the match resumes.
Oryon takes the fight back to Mimi with "3 Strikes, You're Out": an Arm Wrench, then Oryon nails kicks to the back of the legs, then a kick to the back of the head! Simpson is sent crashing to the canvas, badly reeling. Highwind goes to the top, coming off with an "OSP" that pops the crowd! His finisher scores him a big victory in his debut!
The high-flying Oryon quickly became a fan favorite while earning his first victory in the company. Mimi fought hard, but in the end, the devastating tornado kick from Highwind simply did too much damage to her head for her to overcome.
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SINGLES MATCH RAM vs. Hellscream -------------------------------
RAM and Hellscream had a pretty entertaining match that lasted a shade under eleven minutes. Early on, both men started trading punches with neither gaining the upper hand. The action would spill out onto the floor at times, with RAM sending the vaunted Warchief crashing into the safety fence before chucking him back into the ring at the count of nine.
We hit the 6th minute of the match, and Hellscream was able to capitalize on a RAM error with a pair of vertical suplexes. He followed that up with a high knee drop before executing a second-rope headbutt that scored him a two-count. As Hellscream picked up RAM for another salvo, RAM kicked him squarely in the balls! That earned him some stern words from the zebra and a deafening vibe of derisive whistles one would hear during a Premier League match!
In the 10th minute, Hellscream was able to capture RAM as the latter attempted a crossbody off the third buckle! He would eventually wrap his opponent up in a headscissor takedown before switching into a triangle choke! The ref checks for a submission, but RAM doesn't give an inch! RAM would use his long reach to grab a hold of the bottom strand, forcing a break. Hellscream stands up pissed, looking to put Marshall away for keeps.
Yet as we hit the 11th minute, RAM's surgical prowess did Hellscream in! After connecting with a devastating seven punch and kick combination before placing Hellscream into a cutthroat torture rack position! RAM plants Hellscream with a fallaway slam, completing the OMNISLASH and scoring the three-count at 10:45!
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SINGLES MATCH Randi Levitt vs. Amber Vogel -------------------------------
Fresh off having watched the opening match of the night, the crowd gave Randi Levitt a very loud mixture of cheers and jeers as she made her way down to the squared circle for her match against Amber Vogel. The powerful, young Vogel was the next to make her way out for the evening. Like Levitt before her, she was greeted by a vocally mixed response from the audience watching in the building.
Amber's power proved to be a decided difference maker early on in the contest when she blocked a punch by Randi, delivered a kick to Levitt's midsection, and delivered a ring-shaking belly-to-belly suplex on her foe! Vogel goes on the attack, hauling Levitt up by the waist and delivering a German Suplex that nearly folds Randi in half. Vogel has plenty of supporters in attendance, and they cheer wildly as Amber continues to impress with her power as she tosses her smaller adversary around the rings with an assortment of suplexes and slams.
Vogel hoists Levitt up for a stalling vertical suplex, even taking one hand off to illustrate her power as she holds Levitt up in the air while the crowd counts the seconds. Amber brings Levitt down hard, and makes a cover by placing both her hands on Levitt and doing pushups on top of her. The lax cover almost earns Vogel a two count thanks to the impact of the move prior, but isn't nearly enough to hold Levitt down. Amber dusts her hands. She sets up for a powerbomb, however, at the top of the ride, Levitt dots Amber's forehead with fists to the young wrestler's surprise!
Levitt drops down. She throws rights and lefts at Amber, relentlessly slugging away at her opponent as if she were a punching bag. Randi's supporters in the crowd rally around her now, and Levitt further delights them by whipping Vogel into a corner and executing a cannonball! Randi, perhaps feeling a little insulted by Amber's cover earlier in the match, delivers a Cobra clutch backbreaker with some extra salt on it. Levitt mounts Amber, again throwing hands until the official literally has to pull Randi off of Amber and issue a warning. Randi goes right back on the attack, this time using her boots to try to stomp Amber into a stain on the canvas.
Randi backs off, grabbing at her hair as she readies for a spear. Levitt charges, plowing into Vogel's midsection with her shoulder! Randi goes for a cover, so very nearly getting a three count on Vogel before Amber puts a boot on the bottom rope at the last second! Randi believed she had the three count, and the referee tries to inform her that Vogel put her foot on the ropes. Randi seems shaken, her attention clearly not on Vogel, and Amber seizes the moment to capitalize by performing a Crucifix float over into a Sunset Bomb! Randi is stunned, and the official slides into position to count Levitt's shoulders down for three seconds!
Levitt sat in disbelief as Amber rolled out of the ring. Randi fought well, giving the crowd a taste of how well she can brawl. Vogel was able to weather the storm, however, pulling a page out of the Womens Champion's playbook with the surprising pin. Vogel's victory seemed to delight many in attendance.
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SINGLES MATCH Abraxes vs. Billie Parris -------------------------------
Amsterdam rises to their feet, cheering and applauding as the loveable Billie Parris makes his way down the aisle to a hero's welcome. Abraxes is the second competitor out, and he is greeted with a lot of hostility from the crowd. The monster's hideous, grinning masking evokes fear in the hearts and minds of children -as well as some of the adults- in attendance.
Billie shows no fear as the bell sounds, moving across the ring to try to take the fight to Abraxes! Parris lands European Uppercut, after European uppercut under Abraxes' jaw. The monstrous being known as Abraxes absorbs the blows without leaving his feet, holding himself up with the aid of the ropes in the corner. Billie turns his opponent, delivering Abraxes into a corner with a Reverse STO into middle turnbuckle!
With Abraxes down, Billie uses his technical expertise to attack the left leg of Abraxes. He executes a vast assortment of moves, all specifically designed to damage the knee. Parris' gameplan is clear: target the leg; ground the larger man; and try to wear his adversary down for Parris' kneebar. For five minutes, he executes the gameplan to perfection as the crowd support continues to build around Billy. They cheer wildly when Billy ties Abraxes' leg up in the ropes, delivering a series of three big boots to the inside of Abraxes' knee! The third boot knocks Abraxes' leg free of the ropes, and the terrifying entity rises up with a noticeable limp. Parris comes in hard with a chop block, cutting Abraxes down in the process! Billie fires up, feeling the energy in the arena, and tries for a gutwrench powerbomb... only he cannot lift the very stout Abraxes! Billie backs off the failed attempt, clutching his back.
Abraxes levels Parris with a wicked clothesline that throws Parris for a loop in the air. After lifting Parris off the canvas, Abraxes delivers a Uranagi that rattles Billie's insides. Abraxes may have been able to secure a pin off the slam, but elected to forgo making a cover in favor of dishing out more punishment. He brought Parris up repeatedly, slamming him on every occasion with another Uranagi until Parris was little more than a nearly lifeless heap on the canvas. Toying with Parris some, Abraxes took Parris by the head, and began thrashing his body about with a gator roll until finally pulling Parris to his feet. The sold-out crowd looked on, a hush almost falling over them as Parris is left only standing with Abraxes assistance. Quickly and aggressively, Abraxes drives their hero into the canvas with "Hush" to collect the pinfall victory.
In a match that saw Parris have his moments, the monstrous Abraxes' ability to absorb punishment -as well as inflict it- proved to be just too much. To the crowd's dismay, Abraxes scored the victory over South Dakota native.
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SEGMENT "You're the champ."
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{ The cameras go backstageā¦ the audienceās cheers are heard throughout the area when the center frame immediately spots the IWF Womenās World Champion, Jennie Fenix. Clad in her general casual attire; an oversized t-shirt that reached her thighs, black denim shorts with straps carefully crossed behind her, topped with a Fenix Sisters beanie, and finally the finishing touch of a tight faux leather jacketā¦the championship adorns her waist, and she walks with her hands behind her back while looking around aimlessly, but some commotion seems to stop her in her tracks. }
Person A: Thereās no wayā
Person B: I get what youāre saying, man, but if youāll just let me lay out the factsā¦
{ Jennie pokes her head around the corner, careful not to let the people catch on that sheās eavesdropping ā itās two people part of the production crew locked in a conversation. }
Person B: Jennieās a two-time champion, Heiress to the Throne, and you know that fighting dog spirit she has in her! Sheās never been afraid to fight people twice her sizeā¦sheās world renown. Likeā Iām telling you, bro, sheās beaten all of these Hall of Famers! Itās time that people really put some respect on that name.
{ Biting down on her bottom lip to keep herself from answering, she shrugs one shoulder ever so slightlyā¦she canāt help but lean in a little closer. }
Person A: Ahāright, ahāright, you made your point! Butā just, damn, when did she get so good?
Person B: Shiiit, I wish I knew! I remember seeing her first breaking into this business, like really, really breaking into this businessā¦Iād like to see her have a go at some of the people that she struggled with beforeā
{ While Jennien is focusing on the conversation, trying to listen further, she becomes startledā¦ }
Tara Fenix: Hey, Jennieā
{ The mention of her name also earns the attention of the production crew members that were talking, and they turn their heads in the direction of the sisters. Jennie stumbles, but fixes herself into a casual walk with Tara joining her in stride. The two production crew members resume their work, nonchalantly acting like they werenāt talking about anything. }
Jennie Fenix: TARA! I didnāt know you were gonna be here tonight!
Tara Fenix: I need to have a word and figure out why Roberto hasnāt been booking me.
{ Tara says frustratedly. }
Jennie Fenix: Iām sure he has his reasonsā
Tara Fenix: Iām itching for this, Jennie! I need to be back in the ring! Andā I need toā¦
{ Tara canāt help but take a glimpse at the title around Jennieās waist. }
Tara Fenix: Well, you know me.
{ With a sly smirk, Jennie shakes her head. }
Jennie Fenix: Whenever you want, boo!
Tara Fenix: Wellā I think Roberto can wait, do you want to go get dinner with the girls?
Jennie Fenix: Oh, Iām actually here for a reason. Iā I have a thing. But it shouldnāt take me too long!
{ Jennie answers, getting more and more excitedā¦even from overhearing the conversation, she couldnāt help but beam with pride, and it could be starting to sink in: she has risen from the ranks of being the underdog, and is now the champion. }
Jennie Fenix: Youāre the champā¦
{ Jennie mutters to herself. The words replaying inside of her head from her match against Shelly Diamond, the match where Jennie truly felt that she had earned the right to call herself the champion. Prior to that, she only viewed herself as a paper champion. }
Tara Fenix: Whatās that?
Jennie Fenix: Nothing! Ummā¦
{ She clears her throat. }
Jennie Fenix: Let me just take care of what I need to! Andā and Iāll catch up with youā¦
Tara Fenix: Okay.
{ Jennie and Tara embrace with a hug, but then head their separate ways ā Jennie pulls her beanie off and brushes her hair back before replacing the beanie, and resumes walking throughout the corridors as the scenery fades to commercial. }
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MAIN EVENT SINGLES MATCH Kasey Vex vs. Nancy Pailson-Carlson
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The sound of "Poison Whiskey" brought the veteran, Nancy Pailson-Carlson, to the ring for Coliseum's main event. To say Amsterdam was not a fan of Nancy would be a massive understatement. She heard an earful from the fans in attendance. āV.A.Nā by Bad Omens & Poppy brough Vex out next, fresh off her victory over Amber Vogel last week on Coliseum. She received a decidedly mixed reaction from the audience-- some clearly in favor of the competitor, while others were more hesitant to embrace her.
Vex used her knees and feet to jump out to an early advantage on Pailson-Carlson, assaulting her adversary with an array of quick knee strikes and kicks. Wisely, Nancy ducked outside of the ring for a powder, trying to slow Vex's momentum. The official for the contest, Tommy Knocker, started a very slow count on Nancy, giving her ample time to recover. Pailson-Carlson encountered Edwyn Merrick on her stroll around the outside of the ring, who did nothing to interfere. Nancy was quick to put it in reverse, however, wanting no part of being near the very dark figure. Pailson-Carlson walked directly into Kasey Vex sliding her legs underneath the bottom rope with a baseball slide style dropkick, sending Pailson-Carlson careening into the steel guardrail at ringside.
Vex uses two handfuls of Pailson-Carlson's hair as handles to ram her opponent face first into a steel ring post. Tommy Knocker gives the women a long leash with regard to the rules. Vex uses an Arm Wrench Knee Strike on Pailson-Carlson on the outside, knocking Nancy to the floor. Nancy Pailson-Carlson reaches underneath the ring, finding a fire extinguisher. She pulls it out and sprays Kasey Vex in the face, drawing boos from the crowd. Blinded, Vex is able to keep her feet, but has no idea where she -or her opponent- is at the present moment. Nancy takes the fire extinguisher in both hands, using it as a weapon to blast Vex in the skull with it.
Nancy grabs Kasey and rolls her back inside. Pailson-Carlson has a few choice words for Merrick, then follows Vex back inside of the squared circle. Tommy half-heartedly gets on Nancy a little bit about the use of the weapon, but she brushes his warning off like a little dandruff off the shoulder. Pailson-Carlson takes control for the next four minutes of the match, using brawling tactics to neutralize the speed advantage Vex holds over her by keeping Kasey grounded. Nancy with a big body slam; followed up by a mushroom stomp. Pailson-Carlson covered Vex, but was unable to earn the victory.
Pailson-Carlson attempts a moonsault. Vex's elite speed enables her to move out of the way during the course of Nancy's flight. A brief moment of recovery for Vex. Kasey fires off three back spinning heel kicks to Nancy, doing major damage to the head of the veteran. Vex positions Pailson-Carlson for a dropkick to the back of her seated opponent, violently snapping Nancy's torso forward. Vex locks Pailson-Carlson in the "Wicked Little Machine", and after a fleeting moment of struggle, Pailson-Carlson quickly tapped out.
Vex was incredibly impressive in her victory, again displaying a quickness that is hard for competitors to keep up with. Pailson-Carlson was very game in defeat, with the legend digging into her bag of tricks to try to outwit Vex, but ultimately falling short.
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Post by Cliff Cook on Apr 23, 2024 21:57:35 GMT
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OPENING SEGMENT 2000 Word Limit Participants: Roberto Verona? Roberto Verona addresses the recent controversies in IWF and the implications for Night of the Immortals... what could possibly go wrong?
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Iyo Kenshin: Welcome everybody to Odyssey! We have an absolutely huge show here for you tonight, including a massive Invictus Championship match and a number one contender decider to kick us all off. But firstā¦ matters from last week must be addressed.
Rayne: What better way to kick off the show then with the esteemed company of our benevolent boss!?
Iyo Kenshin: Verona had been satisfied to assess things from afar, but appears the events of last week have forced him to address it publiclyā¦
{ The opening music dies down and the crowd noise gradually lowers as Roberto Verona stands in the ring with a microphone, surrounded by the masked members of his Legion. Verona waits for the noise to die down completely before eventually raising the mic to his lips. }
Roberto Verona: I regret to inform you all that once again, Iāve been proven to be one hundred percent correct.
{ Verona looks down as he continues to speak. }
Roberto Verona: It would appear that certain members of the IWF roster believe it is appropriate to bring the credibility of my officials into disreputeā¦
{ Verona shakes his head. }
Roberto Verona: But allow me to make this abundantly clear. My officiating staff are not a convenient scapegoat you can evoke when the finest of margins simply fail to tip in your favour. The only controversy surrounding the conclusion of the Roulette is how far will a grown man go to lie to himself and ignore the evidence his own eyes provided him? Just how many excuses will somebody make to cloud their disappointment?
{ Verona rolls his eyes. }
Roberto Verona: And I regret that at the conclusion of last weeks broadcast we were sadly not disappointed. I told you all that I was sick and tired with the entitlement displayed by members of this company and frankly, as per usual, despite the denial people wish to exist underā¦ my point was proven perfectly.
Roberto Verona: For anybody asking themselves the question, āwhy is Verona so harsh to these men and women?ā then look no further than Allen Chaney.
{ The crowd pops. }
Roberto Verona: I hear you. There in lies the problem. I like Chaney, honestly, I do. Heās walked back into this company, applied himself and constructed an impressive undefeated streak which would be the envy of many in that locker room. He was on a path of irresistible momentum untilā¦
{ Verona sighs. }
Roberto Verona: Letās cut to the chase. Allen? You did not win the Roulette, you were not screwed out of anything and if you want to respond to that disappointment by engaging in historical revisionism about the value you hold to this company when the only person whose opinion that matters was impressed to run down the opportunities provided to you? Wellā¦ you can imagine my disappointment.
{ Verona looks into the camera. }
Roberto Verona: Why donāt you ask Nick Knight what happens when you disappoint me?
{ Verona smiles. }
Roberto Verona: So, allow to me to grant your wish. I will give you what you deserve. Which is -
{ Just as Roberto is about to finish his sentence āHail to the Kingā by Avenged Sevenfold erupts from the PA systems as Ethan King emerges from behind the curtains, making an immediate beeline towards the ring. Roberto turns to face him as his Legion surround his flanks, looming behind him. }
Iyo Kenshin : Looks like Allen Chaney isnāt the only person who may have issues surrounding IWF officiating. Last week, the referee called the match in favour of Dean Harper citing concerns around Ethanās ability to continue under IWF Safety Protocols.
Rayne: Are people forgetting a āprofessionalā wrestler died in that very ring by withholding medical information and circumventing protocols designed to protect fighters? Is this the twilight zone? Pro wrestlers are their own worst enemies, ask anybody in that locker room.
Iyo Kenshin: I guess weāre about to find outā¦
{ Ethan raises the mic to his lips. }
Ethan King: Hello, Bertie.
{ Ethan lounges against the ropes, his posture completely casual as he smiles at Verona. Roberto sighs impatiently. }
Ethan King: Bertie, I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt. I'm going assume that you know better than to have knowingly and actively screwed me. I'm going to assume that the call to make my match with Dean Harper end in a... sudden and random Iron Man Match Rules that was in no way stipulated ahead of time, was not a call directly from your office to snatch my shot at the title away. I've grown as a person, Bertie. I've moved beyond that kind of... petty, paranoid assumption. An old me would have... oh, I dunno. Spitefully assumed the worst. Lashed out. But I'm here to tell you - man to man, professional to professional, that I'm not going to take this personally.
{ He steps forward and offers Verona his hand. When Roberto look at for a moment before taking it, Ethan grips it tight, his smile sharpening like the points of a blade. }
Ethan King: But see... as a professional, I also hold you to a professional's standard, Bertie. Whoever did make that call? Whoever screwed me over? They're still one of your people. When one of my subordinates fucks up, it's my responsibility. So, when one of yours does the same?
{ His hand still locked on Verona's, he pulls Roberto closer towards him. Members of the Legion step forward but Roberto turns to raise a hand, causing them to halt. }
Ethan King: You're going to make this right, Verona. You're going to hold yourself to a professional standard and fix it. Or I'm going to spend Every. Single. Night. From here moving forward. Doing my best to hold you to my immaculate fucking standard.
{ Ethan lets go, holding his hands behind his back. }
Ethan King: I'm sure you'll make the right decision.
Roberto Verona: Youāve got a spine, Iāll give you that. But allow me to repeat myself that -
{ Verona keeps talking, but his face is awash with confusion as his microphone appears to cut out randomly mid sentence. Ethan laughs, raising his own device to add a further responseā¦ yet his mic also appears to be completely dead. Both men have no idea what is going on, but suddenly we are taken backstage as camera crews rush to get to the scene of a major incident. The sound of equipment been smashed crashes into the evening air as the crew make their way outside towards the production truck. Both Verona and Ethan turn to look at the screen as various parts of the production truckās interior flies out of the wide-open door. Staff are stood around clearly dismayed as they call out for emergency staff. }
Rayne: What in the hell is ā
{ The commentary teamās audio also cuts out as Rayne gesticulates at ringside. Suddenly security can be seen streaming into the truck and much more commotion is heard as more equipment can be heard crashing before the crowd suddenly erupts into cheers as a man is dragged from the truckā¦ his face revealed to beā¦ Allen Chaney!? What is this man thinking? Verona curls his lip into a visible sign of disgust as Chaney is dragged out into the parking lot. }
Allen Chaney: Do I have your attention now!?
{ Chaney laughs as he is dragged away by security and staff flow into the truck to do their level best to get the show back on air. Just as everything appears to be returning to some sort of control Allen comes barrelling from off camera and launches his now handcuffed body into an electrical box which explodes into sparks as the sound and picture cuts out and the show is plunged into a technical difficulties placeholder and commercials begin to air whilst IWF scrambles to get its show back on the air. }
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IWF INVICTUS CHAMPION NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TRIPLE THREAT MATCH 1500 Word Limit Winner will face the IWF Invictus champion on the next episode of Odyssey. Masao Akiyama vs. TJ Alexander vs. Nick Danger
------------------------------- Alison Valance: The following triple threat is scheduled for one fall! Iyo Kenshin: The winner of this match will face the IWF Invictus champion on the next episode of Odyssey. Rayne: What are you a parrot? { "Bulls On Parade" by Rage Against The Machine becomes on the speaker and red smoke follow on the entrance ramp . Nick Danger walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling attire having a determine look on his face he makes his way down the entrance taking off his leather jacket toss it to fan and giving them high fives. Nick climb the stel steps then climb the top turnbuckle and and sees his fans saying "Rising Ace" he jumps inside the ring and gets ready for the match to start.}Alison Valance: First down to the ring is Nick Danger! {As "The Touch" By Stan Bush blares out of the PA speakers, TJ Alexander walks onto stages and raises his hands out to the side, he walks down the ramp with a cocky arrogance and chip on his shoulder, and TJ runs into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle and looks into the crowd with a smile on his face.}Alison Valance: Next down to the ring is TJ Alexander! {"Test of faith" Start to play the Shamisen playing slow as the Tron lights up and Masao steps out pausing as he waits for the beat to drop hands raising to the sky as he walks toward the ring , slamming is hand on the steps as he climbs them to step between the ropes and shedding the robe as he climbs a turnbuckle before gesturing at the crowd before dropping off to prepare}Alison Valance: Last to the ring is Masao Akiyama! {As soon as the bell rings Masao hits Danger with a Big Boot. TJ comes in with a russian leg sweep. TJ moves to hit Danger with a Fireman's Carry Neckbreaker. TJ goes for the pin
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Masao pulls him off and hits TJ with a Suplex.}Iyo Kenshin: Things are heating up fast! Rayne: That happens when you have a shot at the title on the line. {TJ goes back with a Step-Up Enziguri. Masao hits with a Spine Buster. The two men are going to town on eachother. Danger gets back to his feet and hits them both with a superkick, and both men are down for the moment... It looks like Nick Danger could have the momentum on his side. Looking to the downed opponents, Nick Danger starts to climb the turnbuckle - while climbing the turnbuckle, Masao and TJ both crawl to their knees and start wailing again on each other!A large fan jumps the barricade with Nick Danger still looking to capitalize with some high risk... }Iyo Kenshin: Who is that?!
Rayne: Someone who wants the story to finally end, and no happy ending!{ The referee has his back turned to the corner, and the large fan grabs Nick Danger's ankle, preventing him from jumping... Nick Danger tries to swing against the fan, but isn't able to get a good hit in. }Iyo Kenshin: Where's security?! Could the match be turning around? Rayne: I doubt it. {Masao hits TJ with a Liger Bomb, and the fan shoves Nick Danger off of the top rope... Danger lands on his feet, but off-balance turns toward Masao with a look of utter confusion, and Masao, having not seen any of the interference, hits Danger with a SAKURAJIMA!}Iyo Kenshin: Nick Danger gets robbed! Rayne: This is what he gets for making so many enemies! {Masao goes for the pin
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TJ tried to take him off but it was a second too late.}Alison Valance: Your winner will face IWF Invictus champion on the next episode of Odysseyā¦ Masao Akiyama! { Masao celebrates inside of the ring, while the big fan that interfered backs up the ramp and pulls his hood back to unveil himself as none other than STEPHEN TERRELLA. The King laughs at the unconscious Nick Danger, while Masao glances up the ramp and spots the big man... He looks at Nick Danger, clueing into what may have happened, but in either case, still walked away with the win. }SEGMENT
Participants: Roberto Verona Payment is Due
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{ We return to a shot backstage as Roberto Verona marches into the parking lot towards a waiting limousine, followed by numerous members of his Legion and the Head of Legal, Hannah Reed. Hannah looks frantic as she follows alongside her partner as he is clearly disgruntled by tonightās events. }
Hannah Reed: I donāt know how Ethan got in the building, he still wasnāt medically cleared to be here tonight.
Roberto Verona: Never under-estimate a pro wrestlerās stubbornness or their ego.
Hannah Reed: What about their accusations, at the very least it was slanderā¦
{ Verona shakes his head. }
Roberto Verona: Weāll deal with this in the only court room that will get through to them ā the ring.
Hannah Reed: If you insist, I just feel there was more I could have doneā¦
Roberto Verona: It isnāt your fault, itās time for Allen to be accountable for his own actions. I will deal with him.
Hannah Reed: Stillā¦
{ Verona kisses Hannah on the forehead affectionately, resting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. }
Roberto Verona: I have business to attend to. Make sure that when Chaney is discharged he is presented with the bill for hisā¦ excesses, this evening.
Hannah Reed: And if he returns?
{ Verona looks at a few members of his Legion, nodding at them. }
Roberto Verona: He wonāt.
{ Verona gets into the back of the car and closes the door as the vehicle slowly pulls away and our scene fades to black. }
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SEGMENT 2000 Word Limit Participants: Jessica Reed, Bob Pooler and El Grande Malo El Grande Malo's first lesson in the power of fighting fairly. -------------------------------
{ We arrive backstage to find Jessica Reed ā dressed in a red suit ā stood at the front of a locker room with El Grande Malo in his ring gear and Bob Pooler sat in a suit lookingā¦ less than enthusiastic as Jess continues to talk to Malo. }
Jessica Reed: Now, letās try a practical scenario. I think weāve fully covered lacing up our bootsā¦
El Grande Malo: Maloā¦ he no longer use Velcro, like SeƱorita Reed ask.
Jessica Reed: Thank you, Malo, we want to reduce trip hazards. Nowā¦
{ Jess stands in front of a flipchart with crude stick figures drawn on in of a referee, Malo and a generic opponent laying on the ring apron. Jess points at the official with a ruler as Bob punches away at his mobile phone. }
Jessica Reed: The official is distracted byā¦ ermā¦ I donāt know, the aurora borealis, what do you do?
{ Malo takes a moment to think, then excitedly raises a finger. }
El Grande Malo: Malo, he hit them with the chairs?
Jessica Reed: What!? No! Malo, you absolutely do not hit them with the chairsā¦
El Grande Malo: Theā¦ pipes?
Jessica Reed: No! No pipes!
El Grande Malo: Malo, he no understandā¦ if want win, why not hit with weapons?
Jessica Reed: Because itās illegal! And you donāt attack the referee!
{ Malo shakes his head. }
El Grande Malo: No, no, SeƱorita Reed, Malo, he never be taken by police after matches?
{ Jessica groans loudly. }
Bob Pooler: I told you.
{ Jess turns and glares at Bobā¦ who swiftly remembers the alternative. }
Jessica Reed: Maloā¦ pleaseā¦ you cannot hit people with weapons in regular matches, youāll get disqualified. Itās against the rules.
El Grande Malo: Malo, he no remember seeing a rule book? SeƱor Pooler?
Bob Pooler: He has a point, we donāt get a rule book in the welcome package.
Jessica Reed: Waitā¦ Malo?
{ Malo looks up. }
El Grande Malo: Si, SeƱorita Reed?
Jessica Reed: Hasā¦ has anybody ever actually explained the rules of professional wrestling to you before?
{ Malo looks confused. }
El Grande Malo: Maloā¦ just hits them until they donāt get up?
Bob Pooler: Maybe he got the abridged version?
Jessica Reed: Thisā¦ this could take much longer than I thoughtā¦
{ Suddenly the door opens and an IWF staff member appears. }
IWF Staff: Sorry to interrupt, Malo, you need to have your pre-match medical.
Jessica Reed: But we havenāt had time to ā
{ Malo stands up, placing a hand on Jessā shoulder and another on his chest. }
El Grande Malo: Malo, he wonāt die, he promises. He wonāt take the jab, he no trust vets.
{ Malo bows and follows the staff member as Jess looks at him with complete confusion. }
Jessica Reed: Doesā¦ does he think theyāre going to euthanise him?
Bob Pooler: This is going to be good.
{ Jess buries her head in her hands as Bob smiles and we return to the action at ringside. }
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SINGLES MATCH 1500 Word Limit Cyrus Daniels w/ Tytus Rost vs. Nate Harris w/ Pax Stormcrow & Jack Ferriman -------------------------------
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for One Fall! Introducing first, from Queensland, Australiaā¦ Cyrus Daniels!
{ "Man In The Box" by Like A Storm hits. Cyrus Daniels, followed by Tytus Rost, walks to the ring with a purpose and a length of chain draped around his neck. Cyrus looks out at the sea of free people around the arena with a noticeable look of disdain while Tytus sneers at them.. Cyrus uses the ropes to pull himself onto the apron and step over the ropes and into the ring. Tytus follows him into the ring, moving over to Danielsā corner. Cyrus walks to the center of the ring, looking at the crowd but he seems disinterested in engaging with them on any level, he just wants the match to start as he removes the chain and hands it off to a stagehand. }
Rayne: Cyrus Daniels is here for business tonight! Nate Harris is going to wish heād never been born!
Iyo Kenshin: Cyrus and Tytus picked this fight, Rayne! I think Nate is going to show them theyāve bit off more than they can chew.
Rayne: Have you seen that jawline Morasco? You donāt need to worry about what Cyrus can chew.
{ The opening hook of Blood//Water by Grandson hits and the crowd hits their feet with a roar of cheers as Nate Harris marches out onto the stage, flanked by Jack Ferriman and Pax Stormcrow. The three men all wear bandanas covering their faces with the red handprint of mmiwg2s over the area of their mouths. The three men look at each other before moving down the ramp as one. They seem to ignore the crowd, not moving in for high fives or interacting with the crowd at all despite the thunderous response they are getting. They pull themselves up onto the the apron of the ring and stepping through the ropes as a single unit. }
Iyo Kenshin: TDH is here to conduct business tonight! I think that Tytus and Daniels are about to regret their life decisions!
Rayne: Get real Iyo! These kids are about to find out how men fight.
{ Pax starts to move towards Cyrus and Tytus but Jack steps in the way, easing the bigger man off. Their music continues to pump through the arena and they move towards the hardcam side once Jack has managed to talk his stablemate down. Jack and Pax move up to the second rope, pointing towards Nate who leans against the ropes and tugs his bandana off his face to wink into the camera before the three of them move over into their corner. }
Iyo Kenshin: I donāt know about that, Rayne. Pax is looking fired up. I think our officials are going to have a tough time in this match.
{ Pax is shouting things across the ring at Cyrus and Tytus, later of whom affect an unbothered demeanor even as Nate rests a hand on Paxās chest, trying to calm him down. Cyrusā eyes remain locked on Nate, watching the man as he guides Pax and Jack out of the ring. }
Rayne: Look, Pax is one of the best technical wrestlers in this business. Iām not going to take that away from him. But he aināt ready to get into a real fight with either Daniels or Rost. He better just sit in the corner like a good boy.
Iyo Kenshin: Well we arenāt here for a fight, we are here for a wrestling match. It looks like cooler heads have prevailed for the moment.
{ The official, well aware of the volatile elements in the match, makes certain that everyone is clear from the ring, save for Cyrus and Nate before they signal for the bell. The two men wade into each other immediately, both of them eager to get at the other. Cyrus focuses on his boxing and MMA training, striking at Nateās lower body while Nate rains in with some heavy forearm strikes into Cyrusā upper chest and neck area. Unfortunately, Cyrusā greater reach and striking ability quickly takes its toll on the smaller man, pressing him back across the ring. }
Iyo Kenshin: Cyrus is quick to gain the upperhand in the opening parts of this match up.
Rayne: Obviously! He quite literally has the upper hand! With 10 inches of height and nearly 150 pounds on Nate, heās going to win any sort of striking contest. Not to mention his superior training.
{ Nate seems to have realized that as well, falling back across the ring with his arms up to defend himself as Cyrus presses the attack. Cyrus mixes up his strikes, trying to get past Nateās defenses and a few hits land clean on him. Nate quickly falls back to the ropes, ducking through them to get the official to step in and try to break Cyrus off. Nate takes a seat on the middle rope and shoots Cyrus a saucy wink and blows the man a kiss. Cyrus tries to surge forward in response but the official pushes him back again. }
Rayne: Look at this coward! Hiding behind the official instead of fighting like a man!
Iyo Kenshin: Itās just mind games, isnāt it Rayne?
{ Nate continues to mug for the camera for a moment before he steps back in through the ropes as the official backs Cyrus off from his corner. Nate looks out at the crowd, flexing a bit that returns a mixed reaction.. But he takes too long, because once the official is clear out of the way Cyrus runs in with a brogue kick that knocks the smaller man over the top rope and spills him out to the floor. The crowd rains boos down on Cyrusā head as Pax and Jack move to check on Nate down on the floor. }
Rayne: And that is just what mind games get you! A giant boot into your face!
{ Pax and Jack encourage Nate to get back to his feet, who is rubbing his jaw slightly with a cocksure grin on his face. Cyrus calls out something from inside the ring that the cameraās donāt pick up which causes Pax to surge towards the other man until Nate steps into the way and bodily pushes his teammate back as Pax points up at Cyrus and shouts something back. Jack can be heard yelling at the official to back Cyrus away from the ropes. }
Iyo Kenshin: Just what the heck is Cyrus doing down there? His match is with Nate tonight!
Rayne: Just some bantering Iyo! If Pax wasnāt such a hot head he could take it like a good sport instead of trying for some outside interference.
{ Nate slides back into the ring and jumps up to his feet to beckon Cyrus closer. The two men meet in the middle again to exchange blows. However Nate thinks on his feet, planting a foot into Cyrusā midsection to double the big man over and quickly follows up with a snap suplex. He continues his motion after planting Cyrus on his back, flipping onto the other manās chest and starts nailing him across the jaw with some hard forearm strikes. Cyrus struggles for a moment before he heaves Nate off, almost tossing him up into the air to do so. }
Iyo Kenshin: Nate fights back against his larger opponent!
Rayne: For all the good that it does! Daniels threw him off like the trash that he is!
{ Both men push themselves to their feet and close again to exchange more blows to each other. Nate tries to clinch Cyrus for a belly-to-belly but a stiff knee from Cyrus breaks the attempted hold. He grabs hold of Nateās shoulders, sending his knee into the other manās midsection a few more times before he picks him up and over his shoulder. He rushes towards his corner, launching his smaller opponent into the turnbuckle with a snake eyes that sends Nate tumbling to the outside of the ring. }
Rayne: Cyrus is just too big and too powerful! Thereās nothing that Nate can do.
Iyo Kenshin: Nate is pretty powerful himself, as heās already proven in this match.
Rayne: Cyrus is nearly twice the size of him! Thereās only so much you can do against that.
{ Nate slowly tries to push himself to his feet, but now he is on the outside near Cyrusā corner. Tytus moves around the steps and stalks towards the prone man. But Jack and Pax are not far behind, moving quickly around the ring to the defense of their teammate. Jack moves to check on Nate while Pax moves past, stepping directly into Tytusā space. The two men jaw back and forth, Tytus with a big grin on his face while Pax is slowly getting more frustrated. }
Iyo Kenshin: Things are heating up on the outside of the ring right now. We might want to get some security down here to try and keep the peace.
Rayne: We might want to get Pax outta here. Clearly heās the one causing all these problems.
{ The crowd noises pick up as it seems like things are about to pick up between Tytus and Pax. But Nate, who has returned to his feet with the help of Jack, pulls Pax back and away from Tytus.. Nate even gets into Paxās face and the two of them share heated words until Pax nods his head in acceptance, holding his hands up in defeat. The official manages to keep Cyrus in the ring as the members of TDH back away from Tytus, who simply laughs at the antics. Nate gives Pax a reassuring pat on the chest with an āI got thisā before he slides back into the ring. }
Iyo Kenshin: Cooler heads once again prevail to keep things from getting out of control.
Rayne: Iām surprised they are able to keep Pax under control! Heās acting like an animal.
Iyo Kenshin: He just wants payback for the unprovoked, blind sided attach by Cyrus Daniels and Tytus Rost from last week.
Rayne: Of course he does, now that he and his little friends have the numbers
{ Nate moves to close with Cyrus again, but this time it is Cyrus with the quick thinking, planting a boot into Nateās midsection before he picks him up and drops him with a powerslam that shakes the ring. Cyrus reaches down and grabs Nate by the throat, dragging him up to his feet as he stands. Bracing the smaller man with a hand on his back, he lifts him by his throat and sends him crashing down on his knee with a Chokeslam Backbreaker. Nate rolls away, clutching at his back in pain. }
Rayne: Thatās all she wrote folks. Now itās just time for Cyrus to pick this kid apart at his leisure.
Iyo Kenshin: Donāt undercut Nateās drive to continue. Heās resilient as they come.
{ Cyrus stalks after him, pressing his boot onto Nateās chest before scrapping it across. He yells something down at Nate before he sends a boot into his opponent's ribs that leaves Nate clutching at his side. He reaches down and peels Nate off the mat, scoping the other man up and onto his shoulders. He lifts a hand, flipping off Jack and Pax before he charges into a corner with Nate. He drives the man's body into the turnbuckle before turning around to slam him down into the mat with an Oklahoma slam. Cyrus rolls his neck and walks towards Nate as he rolls on the mat, clutching at his spine. Cyrus takes his boot and scrapes it across his opponentās face. }
Iyo Kenshin: This is just uncalled for! There is no excuse for this level of brutality!
Rayne: Iām not the type to give out any inside baseball, Morasco. But I guarantee you that this is absolutely called for. Nate knew just what he was getting into in this match. He asked for this.
{ Cyrus peels Nate off the mat again only to whip him towards the ropes. He follows up, running after him so that he can level the TDH member with a devastating big boot that causes Nate to flip into the air and land near the ropes. He walks after him, going back to scrapping the foot of his boot across Nateās face. At this point, Pax has seen enough, climbing up onto the apron and shouting curses at Cyrus. Cyrus merely laughs at him, and the official runs over to try and get Pax down off the apron. Tytus takes the distraction in hand, walking over to Nate and pulling him towards the apron so he can start to club him across the chest with some devastating forearm blows. }
Iyo Kenshin: Someone needs to do something!
Rayne: Pax needs to mind his own business! This is all his fault!
{ Jack does his best to try and pull Pax down off the apron, but Tytusā assault on his friend only pushes his desire to enter the ring. Cyrus paces behind the referee, laughing at his frustration. The crowd roars their disapproval as Tytus continues to club Nate in the background. Pax finally pulls himself off the apron and as if on cue Tytus stalks away, leaving it to look like nothing has gone wrong. Cyrus moves back to Nate, dragging him into the ring and slowly pulling him back to his feet. He whips him once more into the opposite ropes. }
Iyo Kenshin: This is a travesty! This isnāt fair!
Rayne: This is the way the game works, Terri. Nateās mouth wrote checks he couldnāt cash.
{ However, Pax is not done. He raced around the outside of the ring. Tytus, well aware of his approach beckons him forward and the two men collide to the roar of the crowd to exchange blows. Cyrus, intent on his business, doesn't let himself get distracted, stepping towards Nate as he rebounds off the ropes and looks to go for a powerslam. But Nate jukes to the opposite side, leaping into the air to catch Cyrus in an explosive swinging neckbreaker! He keeps control of Cyrusā neck, rolling to the side with him and dragging the big Australian to his feet. He sets himself in a wide stance and slams Cyrus back to the mat with a snap suplex before he kips up to his feet and pumps his arms as the crowd explodes in cheers. }
Iyo Kenshin: Nate Harris is getting fired up!
Rayne: Thereās no way!
{ Nate Harris puts a boot to Cyrusā ribs before dropping into a crouch to lay in some forearms to Cyrusā jaw. On the outside Tytus and Pax continue to brawl, neither man getting the advantage over the other while Jack slaps the mat to bring the crowd onto Nateās side. Nate slowly picks up Cyrus and sends him into the ropes again. Whatever Nate had in mind is quickly derailed as Cyrus almost decapitates Nate on the rebound with a stiff clothesline, flipping the smaller man over.}
Iyo Kenshin: Nate really shouldāve finished it here while he was ahead.
Rayne: Easier said than done against a physical juggernaut like Cyrusā¦
{Cyrus seems to have things well in hand, or at least doesnāt seem immediately concerned with his opponent as he makes a point of flipping Pax the double V hand gesture at ringside in a show of utter disrespect. This is enough to cause Pax to hop up on the apron. Unfortunately for Stormcrow, the official is on the ball enough to intercept Pax and warn him about his attempted interference.
Whilst this is going on, Tytus Rost slides something into the ring, which Cyrus immediately palms, and takes a moment to slip on. As soon as Nate seems as if he might get back into the match, Cyrus clocks him, dazing him immediately. The camera catches a glimpse of the brass knuckles which Cyrus kisses before slipping them off and back to Tytus at ringside.
Pax finally hops off the apron, as oblivious to the illegal action as the official. When the official turns around, a woozy Nate is already being positioned across Cyrusā broad shoulders. Cyrus plants Harris with a devastating Price Of Freedom (F-5) and immediately coversā¦.
1!
2!
3!
{ The bell rings as Cyrusā arm is raised first by the referee. Tytus slides into the ring to join Cyrus as the victor lifts Cyrusā other arm into the air as well as his music and the roar of boos fill the arena. }
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SEGMENT 2000 Word Limit Participants: Charlotte Shimizu Charlotte Shimizu sits down with Willy Carter to discuss her first face to face with the IWF World Women's champion Jennie Fenix. -------------------------------
{ In the nondescript room, Willy Carter in his usual navy suit sits across from Charlotte Shimizu. Charlotte is wearing her normal ring gear and her new haori-shawl, and a very uncomfortable expression. Willy offers her a small smile in an effort to reassure her before turning his attention to the camera and the task at hand. }
Willy Carter: āIām sitting with the woman whoās been taking Imperial by storm. The Breakout Star of 2023 and the winner of the 2024 Iron Maiden; the Iron Hawk, Charlotte Shimizu: thanks for taking the time.
{ Charlotteās answering smile is shaky, even as her face turns a slightly darker shade of red from the praise. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āSāno trouble, Mr. Carter.ā
{ Willy chuckles a little. }
Willy Carter: āOh Iām sure there are at least a million other things youād rather be doing.ā
{ Charlotte ducks her head in a chagrinned nod. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āYeahā¦. Iām getting better about it, but Iād still rather be in the ring.ā
{ Willy grins his understanding. }
Willy Carter: āWhy donāt we start there? Since the Queenās Gambit, youāve been making inroads through the notable names of Imperialās roster. Even when you didnāt win, you still put in spectacular showings; particularly your matches against Shea OāHara and Nick Knight. How did it feel winning the Iron Maiden?ā
{ Charlotte is still blushing brightly from the praise when Willy finally asks the question. Her grin lights up her face. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āHonestlyā¦ I speak three languages and Iāve yet to figure out how to fully express that feeling, Mr. Carter. Itās a relief so keen itās like ecstasy and so much joy it hurts. Itās a heady feeling that Iāve managed to come out on top against five of the fiercest, best competitors in the division Iāve faced yet and done what only seven other women in Imperial have managed to do, and only one of them is still active on the roster today. Itās a vindication of everything Iāve spent years hoping and working for, but also just one step on the road to the top. Then you roll all of that into one intense emotion that still hasnāt faded.ā
{ Willy clears his throat after a thoughtful moment, almost uncomfortable with how earnest Charlotteās words were. }
Willy Carter: āFor not being able to express it, that was rather eloquently said.ā
{ Charlotte turns sheepish, her smile wry. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āA nice way to say I rambled.ā
Willy Carter: āAn interview in silence isnāt much of an interview, and if thatās what you call āramblingā then please continue! With your next step on the horizon, what are your thoughts on Jennie Fenix?ā
{ Charlotte makes a funny sort of grimace. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āIs it too cliche to say I thought sheād be taller? But in all seriousness, Iām not terribly impressed with her. When she crashed my bit back in London, it may have sounded like she was talking me up, but she was talking more about herself. Sheās selling herself as this underdog type, but sheās a two-time champion from a legacy family. I may not have spent my career being compared to a sibling, for which Iām eternally grateful I assure you, but she canāt compare that to being shit on and spending years as a stereotype because of the color of her skin or where she came from. If she keeps up her attitude, sheās going to have her second reign fall short of her first by about ten or eleven weeks.ā
{ Willy smiled conspiratorially. }
Willy Carter: āSounds like youāre putting the Womenās Champion on notice.ā
{ Charlotte smirks, some of her customary confidence beginning to appear. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āI suppose I am. No wrestler can go into a fight thinking theyāre at a disadvantage. I know personally how much that will damage your ability to perform. Everyone can have moments of self-doubt, but too much and you limit yourself without even thinking about it. In someone like me, you get a spotty performance record, where any good showing is considered a flash in the panā¦ In a champion? I wonāt say you could clock their reigns with an egg timer, but it certainly means their days at the top are numbered. My saying āNo Damned Brakesā aināt just some line to sell merch. Itās a constant reminder to myself that I canāt let up, I canāt hold back, and I canāt stop until I find out how far I can go.ā
Willy Carter: āI see that not holding yourself back extends to your words as well. You certainly donāt mince them, do you?ā
{ Charlotte chuckles wryly, but says nothing, so Willy moves on. }
Willy Carter: āSpeaking of people you donāt hold anything back from, youāve had some strong words about The Murder recently. What are your full thoughts on that score?ā
{ Charlotteās smile vanishes, scowling and a corner of her mouth twitching as though she would sneer if she werenāt firmly repressing the expression. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āThe long and short of it is that theyāre little more than a cult that worships Brooklyn Madrox, who seems to believe sheās Godās Gift to the Womenās division.ā
Willy Carter: āAnd yet youāve tried reaching out to April?ā
{ Charlotteās scowl softens to a regretful frown. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āI have. I donāt forget the people whoāve helped me in whatever way, and I will admit that I might not have made it to the Iron Maiden without herā¦ On her own, April seems like a decent enough person, but when sheās with her sister, all those good tendencies appear to go out the nearest window. Her silence about her sisterās actions, even if you just look at this year, is disgusting because itās silent approval of everything Brooklyn does. Thereās Brooklyn, terrorizing everyone over the fact that her girlfriend got laid out, and Aprilās just sitting there, closing her eyes and sticking her fingers in her ears, telling herself that itās for the good of the division?ā
{ Charlotte sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āIāll admit that I might not be in a much better state of mind if Rini or Nat were attacked, but I wouldnāt go around like they are, attacking everyone who was here at the time and menacing those that werenāt even in the country. Theyāre going to learn, the hard way if necessary, that they will get nothing by continuing this course. I only wish it were me out there tonight.ā
Willy Carter: āIām sure that you do. How do you think tonight will go for your friends against the two powerhouses of The Murder?ā
{ Charlotte frowns thoughtfully. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āIād be lying if I said I had no doubts of Rini and Nat winning. Theyāre great competitors, both on their own and as a team. Their skills are complimentary, and I trust them. Theyāre turning into a duo thatās easily as good as Rini and I areā¦ But I have to concede that both Brooklyn and Vivienne are no easy opponents. What I do know, Mr. Carter, is that whatever happens tonight, the Murder will either win fair, or not win at all, because they wonāt be able to use their usual tricks and numbers to steal a win from my friends.ā
Willy Carter: āAnd how do you know that?ā
{ Charlotte grins, her expression fierce with an almost predatory gleam in her eyes. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āBecause Shea and I intend to be ringside to keep anyone, but especially Mai and April, from interfering with the match. The Murder has used their numbers and dirty tactics to make everyone afraid of them. Tonight, the Birds of Prey level the playing field.ā
{ Willy smiles slightly at the reference to the new faction. }
Willy Carter: āDonāt you think itās a little repetitive to have a bird-theme when The Murder already does?ā
{ Charlotte shakes her head in denial, still smiling. }
Charlotte Shimizu: āI had considered that, but I also considered this; raptorsā¦ the avian kind that isā¦ are already the natural enemies of crows and ravens. The only reason corvids survive against them is because of group tactics since the predator birds like hawks, falcons, owls and eagles tend to be solitary or in pairs. The Murder may be able to win against one or two of us, but together? Not a chance.ā
{ Willy smiles broadly and turns to the camera. }
Willy Carter: āWell, Charlotte Shimizu with strong words for the Womenās Champion and The Murder.
Back to you, Iyo.ā/Odyssey will be back right after these messages.ā
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SEGMENT No excuses. -------------------------------
{ Backstageā¦ The camera fixates on the locker room belonging to the dual champion, Madjinn ā you can tell itās his locker room because of the plaque attached to the front door. The door is creaked open ever so slightly, and the camera prods it a little further before taking a peek on the other sideā¦ Brandy āThe Black Widowā Cvetkova, and Sabin āMadjinnā are instantly spotted. Both of the championships are draped across the backrest of the couch, and Sabin stands in front of the mirror carefully applying his own face paint, focusing on a detail just under the corner of his eye. }
The Black Widow: Youāve said it before, so I donāt know why youāre insisting that I donāt get involved in this matchā¦
Madjinn: Iāve already told you, though, this guy tried to cost tlĆ”akāw her title at High Stakes! Itās justā
{ He hesitates momentarily, ensuring that he doesnāt mess up the stroke for his face paint. Itās easy to tell that The Black Widow isnāt pleased with not being able to get her own shots in against El GrandĆ© Malo, but Sabin insists. }
Madjinn: Itās just really important to me that you watch, okay? I justā I want to punish him. I want to make him understand that thereās going to be no excuses for him when he walks out without a title.
{ Fully prepared, Madjinn pivots on his heels and walks toward his girlfriendā¦ Looking as spiffy as he has been in recent weeks. He closes the distance between himself and his girlfriend, putting his hands to her hips in a comforting manner. The Black Widow grumbles in response, and rolls her eyes. }
The Black Widow: Fine. But if he pulls any shitā
{ She says while holding a finger in Madjinnās face, and Madjinn just grins and nods. }
Madjinn: If he pulls any shit.
{ Madjinn takes a step back, and holds his arms out as if to put himself on display. }
Madjinn: How do I look?
{ The Black Widow looks him over momentarily. }
The Black Widow: I canāt wait to rip those clothes off of you later.
{ She says with a coy smile of her own, and Madjinn chuckles in response ā he moves toward the couch and takes up both titles. }
Madjinn: Itās showtime!
{ Madjinn cracks his neck as he starts walking toward the door, and the cameraman quickly departs in hopes that he wasnāt caught snooping on the two. }
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IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP SINGLES MATCH 1500 Word Limit Special Guest Commentator: Jason "J-TV" Hathaway Madjinn w/The Black Widow (c) vs. El Grande Malo ------------------------------- "Nobody fully understands the effect lightning has on its victims, but strange things seem to happen." { The lights begin to flicker and spin as the drums begin to play, and Jason Hathaway emerges onto the stage. Robbie the Camera Guy is right behind him, hoisting an old video camera on his shoulders as the screens in the arena cut to a live shot of Robbie's feed, complete with a "J-TV" watermark in the corner. }Iyo Kenshin: I canāt help but wonder what weāve done to deserve thisā¦ Rayne: Come on, Iyo! I know heās got some big aspirations, but he could take itā¦ J-TV. J-TV Champion?! { Jason saunters his way down the aisle, swaying and dancing to the blaring surf-rock playing through the speakers and directing all his attention to Robbie's camera rather than those of the actual show. When they reach the apron, Robbie puts down the camera and slides into the ring first, quickly snatching the microphone from the ring announcer. }"Ladies and Gentlemen, you are now watching... J! T! V!" { Hathaway walks around the side of the ring and over to the commentators table, where he sits at one end; Iyo Kenshin in the center, and Rayne on the other end. }Iyo Kenshin: Thank you for joining us. {Iyo says as pleasantly as he can.} Rayne: Welcome! { The house lights dim slightly as the words āOLĆā appear on the screen. The fans begin chanting along with the music as El GrandĆ© Malo bursts out from behind the curtain. He stomps his way out to the center of the stage, bouncing up and down in time with the music. He hops up and down pointing into the air and quickly begins jogging down toward the ring, slapping the outstretched hands along the way, before sliding into the ring and heading for the nearest corner. He scales the turnbuckles and continues to hype up the chanting crowd before dropping down and pulling on the nearby top rope, stretching while waiting for the match to begin. }Iyo Kenshin: El GrandĆ© Malo is getting ready for this, and heās definitely going to have his work cut out for him. Rayne: He doesnāt stand a chance in hell. Letās just be honest about it. { Yet again, every light in the Ziggo Dome go out in unisonā¦ The whirring of the fog machine is subtly heard just before the music kicks in. }I'm good, yeah, I'm feeling alright
Baby, I'ma have the best fucking night of my life
And wherever it takes me, I'm down for the ride
Baby, don't you know I'm good, yeah, I'm feeling alright
'Cause I'm good, yeah, I'm feeling alright
Baby, I'ma have the best fucking night of my life
And wherever it takes me, I'm down for the ride
Baby, don't you know I'm good, yeah, I'm feeling alright{ Mist envelopes the stage, but the Amsterdam audience mildly cheers at the mere emergence of The Artist Formerly Known as Wraith; the shadowed figure moving forward through the mist, and a faint orange glow near his lips. He puffs out a cloud of smoke every couple of steps. Even for Madjinn, he is dressed rather peculiar ā a pink beanie with the āMā embroidered into the front, and a shirt thatās half-pink, and half-lavenderā¦no tie this timeā¦ His arms are spread as if he were a bird, and the dual champion tilts his head one way before turning it the other way in a bizarre wayā¦ the camera angle turns one way, and then swoops in toward the dual champion as he raises his head ā the hereditary crystal eyes arenāt shown, but rather as the camera gets closer, the golden irises shimmer, and the arrogant smirk crosses at the corner of his lips. His face paint is done in his new usual, but an added remark has the Roman numerals āXI Vā under the corner of one of his eyes. Closer and closer, and Madjinn finally takes a hand to pull what is perceived to be a cigarette from his lips, but is ratherā¦a bluntā¦ We are in Amsterdam afterall. }Rayne: I loved the work that this kid did as Wraith, but Iām enjoying the new way heās found himself in MADJINN! Itās like a whole new entity that people have to prepare themselves for! { A second shadowed figure emerges as the bright lights shine onto the tunnel, and of course The Black Widow is thereā¦she shares the same smirk as her boyfriend as she puts her arms around his waist, and despite the audience giving a mixed reaction, she pays no mind to them. Madjinn passes her the blunt and she takes a hit off of it, and The Mad Prince with a slow, meticulous walk starts moving toward the ring with those Sith-like eyes peering at El GrandĆ© Malo. The camera takes a glimpse of the challenger who mentally and physically prepares himself inside of the ring. Back to the focus on the champion who narrows his eyes on the challenger. }Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen! On his way to the ring, accompanied by THE BLACK WIDOW! HE IS! The reigning, defending IWF World Television Champion, and one-half of the IWF World Tag Team Champions! HE IS! THE MAAAAD PRINCE! MAAAAADDDDDJJJJJIIIIINNNNNNNNNN! Iyo Kenshin: Those eyes are creepy! Rayne: And I love it! { The Black Widow isnāt far behind him, taking another couple of hits off the blunt as Madjinn reaches the bottom of the ramp ā standing stoically, Madjinn first unbuttons his shirt as far as he can without removing his titles, and then replacing them on his shouldersā¦he reaches back to take the blunt in hand, and takes another hit, then hands it back to The Black Widow while they walk around the side of the ring. Madjinn hands the tag team title directly to the timekeeper, but continues forward to the commentators table, holding out the TV championship toward J-TV. }Madjinn: You can have this when Iām done, bruh! It wonāt be too much longerā¦ {He rolls his eyes to consider the others who have staked their claim on the championship.} Nick Danger will be your problem! Heās not much of one, but heās like a gnat! { Before any of the commentators can answer, Madjinn pivots and jumps onto the ring apron, landing on one knee, and then springs up to the top rope, a smaller spring after, and then sits on the top rope. His eyes watching his opponent like a predator stalking its prey, and then an arrogant waveā¦ Colt Collins gestures him in as heās ready to start this match. }Iyo Kenshin: Despite El GrandĆ© Maloās recent record, this is surely going to be a good one! Rayne: Malo just doesnāt know what heās in store for. Remember what we caught earlier! Madjinn asked The Black Widow not to intervene tonight, and that means that he just wants to punish him himself! { Madjinn takes off the beanie, and finishes unbuttoning his shirt ā he hands both to The Black Widow, as she puts both on herself. Meanwhile, Colt Collins brings both champion and challenger to the center of the ring and holds the championship up to show the audience whatās on the line! He rushes over and hands the title to the timekeeper, and then back to the center of the ring where he signals for the bell! }DING!{ Majinn sports a sneer while circling the ring against the challenger for his championship, El GrandĆ© Malo; the crafty veteran that is El GrandĆ© Malo, being no slouch, matches pace with the champion as they circle the ring and he doesnāt seem to be in a rush to take the fight straight to the championā¦ The Mad Prince feigns forward with a lunge, and El GrandĆ© Malo takes a large stride backward. }Iyo Kenshin: The TV Champion looks amused by El GrandĆ© Malo taking a step back there, as if heās just playing with him. Rayne: I love the confidence just radiating from Madjinn! He has a personal vendetta against El GrandĆ© Malo, and heās going to make him pay for it. J-TV: You know, It's easy to be confident when you're in there against a man that everybody and their mother has beaten, Rayne. That being said, I understand why he feels the way he does about Malo. I can only imagine how hard it is to have a goof like him be infinitely more interesting and likable than you. Iyo Kenshin: He even tells The Black Widow not to intervene. { The Mad Prince points at his girlfriend, and she nods in understanding. The champion and challenger finally lock up in the center of the ring with a collar-and-elbow lock! The Pride of Mexico is trying to overpower the former world champion, but fails as Madjinn starts backing him into the corner ā Madjinn is able to break out of the grapple, and delivers a thunderous knife edge chop that resonates throughout the Ziggo Dome! The champion looks out at J-TV, and points to him while speaking loud enough to ensure he can hear him. }Madjinn: WATCH THIS! { J-TV grins and wiggles his fingers up at Madjinn from the announce desk. }J-TV: Only 'cause they're paying me to, sweetheart! { Looming on the outside of the ring, The Black Widow starts hitting the ring apron and calling for Madjinn to inflict as much damage as he can against the challenger, and Madjinn obliges her wish by delivering a second knife edge chop that overshadows the first! And a third! And a fourth! The raining chops from Madjinn redden El GrandĆ© Maloās chest, each one stinging more than the previous, until Madjinn is finally satisfied and sails the challenger over with a snapmare! Madjinn snaps back to his feet, and drives a knee against The Pride of Mexicoās spine, and then immediately takes his arm, using SAVAGERY! The arm-trapped elbow strikes, each one hitting hard against the masked luchador. }Iyo Kenshin: High Stakes rings true as a memory for Madjinn in which we saw both Bob and El GrandĆ© Malo trying to cost Jennie Fenix, Madjinnās aunt, the match and the title! Rayne: And he said that heās going to punish him for it! So I have to ask, Jason, what are your thoughts on seeing the SAVAGE NATURE that Madjinn has? J-TV: You want to know what I think about Madjinn? I think he's an excellent case study for how family trauma can ruin the human brain. And I think it's a damned shame to see the TV Championship defended against cannon fodder like Logan Sky and Malo when the undefeated J-TV is sitting right here having to listen to you two numpties prattle on like this is an impressive showing. Iyo Kenshin: El GrandĆ© Malo may be on a losing streak right now, but he isnāt a slouch. People tend to forget that, and the moment they slip, he can sneak a win.
{ All of the strikes coming from the champion seem to ignite and excite the crowd when heās finally done, and El GrandĆ© Malo looks like he may be out ā but The Mad Prince still forces him back to his feet, whilst signaling for the end of the matchā¦ Madjinn backs against the ropes, looking for ODE TO APHRODITE!
With a sudden surge of energy, El GrandĆ© Malo launches himself forward and takes Madjinn over the top rope with a cactus clothesline! Both men remain on their feet, but Madjinn almost immediately recollects his bearings, while El GrandĆ© Malo staggers momentarilyā¦MADJINN WITH THE GENOCIDE KICK! The Black Widow is right there to start goading the challenger. }Rayne: The challenger goes down! Iyo Kenshin: Madjinn connected with every bit of that, and it looks like he may get another successful defenseā¦ I donāt even think El GrandĆ© Malo is going to be able to get back up after that. Waitā we may not be in the best spot right now! Madjinn is heading this way! J-TV: Yeah, and that battle-axe of a woman is coming with him. Do we have masks back here? { Both Madjinn and The Black Widow walk over to Jason Hathaway, who Madjinn knows has staked his claim to want to challenge for the titleā¦ Madjinn points over at El GrandĆ© Malo. }Madjinn: Do you see what Iām doing to him?! DO YOU SEE?! J-TV: Not when you're standing in front of me, I don't! Come on, Maddy, I'd beaten him by now! Why is this taking you so long? { Madjinn turns his attention back to the challenger, and pulls him back to a standing base ā he shows off a bit of his own strength by raising El GrandĆ© Malo up and back down with a vertical suplex! Madjinn remains standing afterward, and brings a hand down to Maloās head, turning him to face Jason Hathawayā¦ }Madjinn: THIS IS GOING TO BE YOU! You DONāT want to be in the ring with me! J-TV: Man, I gotta tell you guys I didn't realize this was a Handicap match, but I'm obviously in this guy's head. Plus, he's not even in the ring so I'm not sure what he's on about. { Colt Collins has gotten the count up to five, being the slower counter that he is as he doesnāt intend on letting title matches end in such a fashionā¦ Madjinn pulls Malo off of the table, and slides him back into the ring, and rather than barreling into the ring right after him, Madjinn instead climbs onto the ring apron and gestures one more time at J-TV to watch the match. The Pride of Mexico rolls toward the center of the ring, warily getting back to his feet just as Madjinn re-enters the ring by stepping between the ropes, and El GrandĆ© Malo is there to meet him with a jab! BUT HE TAKES A MOMENT TO GET A THUMB TO THE EYE! Colt Collins is there, seeing the reddening of the eye, and he warns the challenger to watch the thumbsā¦but the challenger denies the tactic. }Iyo Kenshin: It was clear as day. It seems El GrandĆ© Malo is going to pull off all the stops in hopes of pleasing Jessica Reed, but I donāt think sheās going to like that! { Adjusting his waistband while closing the gap toward the champion, El GrandĆ© Malo pushes the champion back against the ropes before sending him offā¦on the return trip, Malo gets some air and connects with a huge LEG LARIAT! The champion goes down, and El GrandĆ© Malo is quick to make the coverā¦while Colt Collins is moving into position for the count, he even grabs a handful of tights while rolling him up. }ONE!
{ On the outside of the ring, The Black Widow is screaming to get Coltās attention and indicating that he has the tights pulled. }TWO! { She starts pounding on the ring apron, still trying to get Colt Collins to pay attention, but Colt pays her no mind thinking sheās doing nothing more than trying to distract him as his hand comes down for threeā¦ }THā KICKOUT! Iyo Kenshin: The Black Widow is on the ring apron, and Colt Collins definitely canāt let it slide this time. Rayne: You canāt really blame Malo for doing what he has to do to win, but if it doesnāt pay off, heās going to pay for it! J-TV: Yeah, but if it does pay off he gets the TV Championship! The ends here justify the means Rayne! { El GrandĆ© Malo turns his attention to The Black Widow, and is demanding that Colt Collins get her off of the ring apronā¦ While he has his back turned, Madjinn locks him up from behind, but Malo battles back! He is able to spin out, and connect with a sitout jawbreaker, then trips Madjinn up and flips over him, rolling him up in the process! }ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Iyo Kenshin: There was a clean cover, but it wasnāt enough to put the champion out. { Both men are quick to roll to their feet this time around, but El GrandĆ© Malo catches Madjinn with a SURPRISE SUPERKICK! }Iyo Kenshin: And thatās why El GrandĆ© Malo is not someone that you can take lightly, Mr. Hathaway! J-TV: What are you talking about, Kenshin? I already beat this masked clown! Show a little journalistic integrity, for chrissake! Iyo Kenshin: I never dismissed that, I just said heās not someone you can take lightly. { Madjinn staggers from the kick, not yet falling; he gives his back to the challenger, and The Pride of Mexico rolls him into another schoolyard pin! }ONE! { Malo with a handful of tights! }TWO! THRā MADJINN KICKS OUT! Rayne: El GrandĆ© Malo keeps getting close to sealing the victory, and the title, but Madjinn continues to kick out! { Again, both men get to their feet relatively quicklyā¦ the challenger knows that he has to keep his foot on the gas, and take every opening he has against the former world champion, and charges in for a clothesline! MADJINN DUCKS! Madjinn is able to catch El GrandĆ© Malo around the neck as he passes him, and drops him for an INVERTED HEADLOCK BACKBREAKER! }Iyo Kenshin: And just like that, the momentum shifts! J-TV: Madjinn got out of that offensive, but he's hurting! Maybe if he'd paid more attention to his challenger and less to the devilishly handsome guest commentator he'd have put this match to bed by now! { Madjinn springs back to his feet, while the challenger clutches his backā he staggersā¦ staggersā¦ staggers, and turns right into the champion who raises him onto his shoulders! The Mad Prince is calling for LIGHTS OUT, as he flings El GrandĆ© Malo upward! The challenger is able to transition in midair, and land on his feet behind the champion, and before he can reactā¦EL GRANDĆ MALO ROLLS HIM UP NEAR THE ROPES! Wisely, Malo puts himself between Madjinn and the ropes, a veteran positioning, and Colt Collins goes down for the count, missing another grab at the tightsā¦ }ONE! { El GrandĆ© Malo takes a quick glance at Colt Collins, and then brings his feet onto the ropesā¦ }TWO! { The Black Widow is trying to get Colt Collinsā attention, and point at the ropes. }THREE!!! DING! DING! DING! Iyo Kenshin: WHAT?! We have a new champion?! { El GrandĆ© Malo is quick to roll out of the ring, throwing his arms into the air in success as the crowd is giving their own mixed reactionā¦ The Black Widow tries to block El GrandĆ© Malo, and he quickly reverses his direction. Meanwhile, Madjinn sits on his knees in utter confusion, and is pleading his case with Colt Collins. }Rayne: We have a new champion?! Iyo Kenshin: What have we just seen? J-TV: This is the greatest night in the history of our sport, Kenshin Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemenā¦ Your winnerā by way of pinfallā¦ and neeeeewwwwwā Cliff Cook: N-n-n-n-no! { The crowd comes to life as the assistant to the mysterious co-general manager comes out onto the stage with the microphone already raisedā¦ The camera takes a shot at Madjinn, infuriated with the announcement, and his eye twitching; The Black Widow sits on the ring apron trying to console him, although she is none too pleased with the decision, either; the two are talking amongst themselves, waiting to hear out Cliff Cookā¦ El GrandĆ© Malo has finally gotten to the timekeeper and already has the championship over his shoulder, ready to call it a night. }J-TV: Oh, for the love of god do NOT kill my buzz right now, Cook! { Cliff holds his arm out, wagging his finger at the referee for a moment to tell him noā¦ He then raises a hand to point at the Imperitron. }Cliff Cook: My bossā just happened to be watching what was happening out here, and my boss has decided that you reallyā¦ reallyā¦ reaaaaallllllllllyyyyy need to take a look at the replay. Mr. Oh, Baby, if you would pleaseā¦ { The camera focuses on Colt Collins, and he nodsā¦ The Imperitron starts replaying the footage of what transpired inside of the ring, in which case you can see clear as day that El GrandĆ© Malo had a handful of tights, AND put his feet on the ropes for the extra leverage! The crowd boos loudly as El GrandĆ© Malo looks back and forth. }El GrandĆ© Malo: Por quĆ©? POR QUĆ?! { Cliff takes one step forwardā¦ another glimpse of Colt Collins as heās beating himself up a little bit over the misscall, and heās apologizing profusely to Madjinnā¦ Cliff resumes his own speech. }Cliff Cook: Ladies and gentlemen, this match IS NOT OVER! El GrandĆ© Malo ā please, re-enter the ring. That isā¦ STRIKE ONE! And Coltā¦ donāt let it happen again! By order of my boss, please restart this match! { The crowd goes crazy as the title match is back on! Colt Collins is calling for El GrandĆ© Malo to get back into the ring, but heās clutching the championship and shaking his head franticallyā¦ Cliff stands on the stage, lowering the microphone while waiting for the instructions of his boss to be followed. }Colt Collins: Man, get in this ring right now! I donāt want to have to count you out, but I will! { El GrandĆ© Malo nervously gets onto the ring apron, while The Black Widow drops down to the outside, and Madjinn just watches his challenger ā Colt calls for Madjinn to let him re-enter the ring, and when he finally does, Madjinn charges in! T-BONE SUPLEX! The Pride of Mexico is feeling the effects of that one, but still manages to get back up, and right into a BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! Still getting back to his feet, and Madjinn now with a NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! Shades from his aunt, Madjinn shows his athleticism by rolling through and connecting with a SECOND NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! }Iyo Kenshin: Iām seeing some shades of Wraith coming back here, and it seems like heās more hellbent on just dismantling him now! Not only did he almost steal away his auntās title at High Stakes, he almost stole away his title here tonight! Rayne: BIG MISTAKE! J-TV: He did steal away his title! Malo pinned him one, two, three, and held it in his hands! Now Madjinn, Wraith, Bueller, whatever he's calling himself this week, he's throwing a tantrum because he knows the only reason he's still the champion is because he got bailed out! { On the stage, Cliff Cook disappears back behind the curtains.
In an act of desperation, El GrandĆ© Malo is able to stomp down on Madjinnās foot and break the grapple ā he snatches Madjinn by the wrist, and goes to send him into the corner! MADJINN REVERSES! El GrandĆ© Malo goes front first into the turnbuckle with a tremendous amount of force, and Madjinn is there to catch him around the waistā¦ GERMAN SUPLEX! But waitā The Pride of Mexico has his arms on the ropes!
Colt Collins circles around to the front, and Malo shakes his head rapidly at the referee and is trying to signal that he has the rope breakā¦but Madjinn is still trying to pull him from the ropes, and finallyā¦ MALO KICKS BACKWARDS, A LOW BLOW TO MADJINN! The crowd boos at the spot, and Colt Collins rushes over to check on the champion who is barely able to stand after the kickā¦ The Black Widow springs onto the ring apron AND THE BLACK MIST! The Pride of Mexico is blinded! }J-TV: Hey, that's against the rules! Somebody call Cliff Cook back out here to wag his finger menacingly at her! { Madjinn pushes Colt out of the way, not at full force, and El GrandĆ© Malo turnsā still blindedā and ODE TO APHRODITE! The knee hits the mark, and Madjinn immediately covers him. }ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING!Iyo Kenshin: A tougher fight than some people might imagine, namely our Mr. Hathaway here. Rayne: I donāt blame Malo for doing everything he did in all honesty, because he knew this was an uphill battle from the start! But I knew, Iyo, I knew that he was going to have to make something work if it were to pay off! Iyo Kenshin: But the mysterious co-GM restarted the backā¦and, honestly, I canāt say theyāre wrong in doing so! { Madjinn sneers at the downed challenger, as The Black Widow brings him the championshipā¦ The couple both get to their feet, and in frustration, Madjinn starts stomping and kicking at the prone body of El GrandĆ© Malo! The challenger defends himself to the best of his ability until Colt Collins finally pushes him back to defend the challenger, but The Black Widow gets her own kicks in! }Rayne: I donāt think I can really blame them for that! { Colt rushes over to push The Black Widow back, and Madjinn is back in with his own stompsā¦ }J-TV: Well this was the biggest car accident of a match I've ever witnessed. We didn't get a definitive winner, but I did take a picture on my phone of Madjinn's face after getting pinned, and that's going right on the 'gram. I count that as a win in my book, and I'm looking forward to adding another one when IWF finally wakes up and books a real TV Title match. { Colt Collins finally gets both of them, one with each arm, and is shoving them back as much as he can ā he says something to them, that finally has the disgruntled champion and his girlfriend depart from the ring. āIām Good (Blue)ā plays over the PA as they leave up the ramp. }------------------------------- SEGMENT 2000 Word Limit Participants: Serenity Holmes Serenity Holmes meets with her benefactor after her recent legal issues. -------------------------------
{ Amsterdam? The location couldn't be any more cliche for these types of meetings that had to be lucrative and secretive. Serenity was expecting the usual office visit at the show, but the setting of an off-site meeting at a high-end restaurant made it more enthusiastic. To make matters worse, her apparel made her look like she was attending a formal dinner. The dress code was enforced as to what the restaurant demanded: a high-end restaurant with a luxurious atmosphere. God, she hated this. She wanted help, but not at the expense of changing her image to fit in with the one percent of assholes.
The black SUV being the guest transport for Serenity Holmes was almost at its destination. She sat in the backseat of the escort vehicle service fiddling with the custom-made purse provided by her benefactor as a gift of goodwill. Serenity stared through the window admiring Amsterdam's finest architecture and nightlife culture. In her black dress and black high heels with her curly and let down, the door was opened by her chauffeur and she stepped out to be greeted by the restaurant staff. }
Hostess: Ms. Serenity Holmes?
Serenity Holmes: Yes.
Hostess: Follow me please.
{ The inside of the establishment was breath taking. Modernized calm and tranquility. Amsterdam was a blessing to the eyes. Serenity followed the young employee to the upstairs section away from the regular crowd of customers. Upstairs had more of the reserved section for established patrons; She was escorted to a small dining table on the balcony with a view over the city. Serenity stood to the edge of the barrier looking at the city until turning around to see security and other personnel forming a perimeter almost entailing personal guard detail. }
Security Guard: Please take your seat, Ms. Holmes.
{ As commanded, she did so. She sat down after having her chair pulled out by a security member and waited for this benefactor. A server approached the table filling up her glass with water instead of champagne and the other glass with water. Serenity looked around wondering all types of scenarios in her head until she saw a man walking to their table dressed in the finest suit. }
Serenity Holmes: ...Oh man...
{ Joining her at the table as he stood there fixing his tie was Roberto Verona, the Chief Operating Officer of Imperium Wrestling Federation. Serenity leaned back in her chair with her arms folded across her chest and he smiled before taking a seat. }
Serenity Holmes: Of course, it was you who bailed me out.
Roberto Verona: And you were quick to say yes. That's a dangerous personality trait to have. Eagerness. It's no wonder you keep getting into trouble with the law.
{ She cocked her right eyebrow. }
Serenity Holmes: I'm managing quite fine.
Roberto Verona: Oh yes, you are. Serenity Holmes, the woman who almost became Iron Maiden, the woman who almost Queen's Gambit and what do you do afterwards? You end up in jail. Yes, you're doing very well for yourself.
Serenity Holmes: I don't need this.
{ Serenity stood up from her seat and attempted to walk away but the members of Legion prevented her from leaving. Roberto took a sip from his glass of water and didn't look her way. }
Roberto Verona: You can't run forever. You have to face your past and move on or are you going to continue to be the spoiled brat everyone makes fun of?
{ She turns around and gives him a look that can kill. }
Roberto Verona: You know I'm right. You are so arrogant that you can't see it. You want to pretend you're this tough girl but you're just scared of being hurt again. You need to understand that your decisions and actions are of your own making and it is time to grow up. Tell me I'm lying.
{ Serenity marched to him wanting to punch him in the face but she was held back by Legion. Others in the restaurant were looking to the group and Roberto took another sip. }
Roberto Verona: You're causing a scene.
{ She shoved some of them off of her and sat down on the table staring a mudhole at Roberto. Her shoulders moved up and down, fists were balled and she was ready to pounce. }
Roberto Verona: Your anger gets the better of you and you can't control it. I've seen you at your best and you have a lot of potential but you're squandering it in IWF. What you're doing is wasting time and money. My time and money which is why I'm helping you to put you back on track. I know you don't want to hear what I have to say but I don't care. You don't get to attack court-ordered therapists and flee the country. { Now that she couldn't say anything to defend herself. Serenity leaned forward instinctively but then she leaned back - slumped back and let her head down. Roberto, on the other hand, perched his right eyebrow up at her. }
Roberto Verona: You're right. You always said you're an outsider and you are. The IWF isn't your home. You're starting from scratch, just like anybody else. You just need guidance hence, why you asked for help and I can give you that help.
Serenity Holmes: How? Are you going to tell me I need to act more like a lady? Fix my hair? Walk straight? Say hello and thank you? That's not me. I'm not here to make friends or change who I am to make sure someone else looks good. I should be in the main event of Night of the Immortals fighting for the IWF Women's World Championship! I had that match won!
{ Her voice became obnoxiously louder in her tirade. Roberto rolled his eyes being forced to listen to her monologue. Once she was done, he took another sip and leaned closer keeping that serious demeanor. Serenity leaned back. }
Roberto Verona: You had the match, but you lost. Move on. What do you think the rest of us do when we stumble? I will consider giving you get an opportunity at Night of the Immortals, but if you're going to do it, you're going to do it right.
Serenity Holmes: And what is the right way? You?
{ He smiled. }
Roberto Verona: Follow me.
{ Roberto stood up and fixed his jacket. }
Serenity Holmes: Where are we going?
{ Serenity Holmes didn't get a response. Roberto waited for her and she slowly stood from the chair to follow behind him as security personnel escorted them out of the building to the black escort SUV parked in front of the entrance. Both assailants entered into the vehicle and it drove off. } ------------------------------- TAG TEAM MATCH 3000 Word Limit (Either one combined 3000 Word roleplay or two 1500 Word roleplays) Brooklyn Madrox & Vivienne Rodgers vs. Natasha Walker & Rini Ishikawa ------------------------------- Alison Valance: The following tag team match i scheduled for one fall! Iyo Kenshin: It is really coming to a head here on the investigation against who attacked the murder. Rayne: No it isnāt. They are not any closer to finding out who did it. {
The guitar of āSatelliteā by Rise Against starts to hit the Arena as the lights dim a pair of lights slowly starting to pulse up the ramp towards the tron ā You can't feel the heat until you hold your hand over the flame
You have to cross the line just to remember where it lays
You won't know your worth now, son, until you take a hit
And you won't find the beat until you lose yourself in itā As the main riff kicks in thereās and explosion of pyro, revealing the figures of Charlie, Shea, Nat and Rini, the four of the spread out across the stage encouraging the crowd before they assemble in the middle and charge the ring in unison skidding under the bottom rope to stand, separate and take a corner each, arms spread wide as they keep encouraging the crowd to roar their approval. ā That's why we won't back down; we won't run and hide
Yeah, 'cause these are the things that we can't deny
I'm passing over you like a satellite
So catch me if I fall
That's why you stick to your game plans and party lines
But at night we're conspiring by candlelight
We are the orphans of the American Dreams
Oh, shine your light on meā The four hop off the turnbuckle and meet in the middle before heading for their corner.}Alison Valance: First down to the ring is representing Birds of Prey, Natasha Walker and Rini Ishikawa! {The lights throughout the arena flicker and go black, with several of the lights around the entrance seeming to overload, sending sparks flying down the stage. One by one, the screens flicker back to life showing a harvest moon hanging in a cloudy sky as the sound of fluttering wings and screaming crows fills the building. The screens soon swarm with the silhouettes of these birds, drowning out the moon and filling the arena once more in darkness as the opening strings of āThe Devilās Gonna Comeā by Raphael Lake & Royal Baggs begins to play.āThe Broken and Fallen, dangled souls been sent to burn,
Nowadays they been calling, telling me soon itās gonna be my turnā¦ā
A dark red spotlight hits the stage, revealing four figures standing in a wedge - Brooklyn in front with April Maddox on one side of her and Vivienne Rodgers with Mai Everstone on the other. They stand together, in stillness before Brooklyn raises a hand and snaps her fingers, igniting lines of flame down the sides of the entrance ramp before leading the advance with confident, inevitable certainty. .āNow I knowā¦ the Devilās gonna come when the sun goes downā¦ā
The four of them surround the ring, Brooklyn stepping into the center as the other three take to its corners. Red light and smoke fills the ringside as the four of them glare into the audience or their victims within before they join together in the middle of the ring, each of them raising a hand into the air. As one, the hands clench into fists as the house lights return to normal.}Alison Valance: First down to the ring is representing The Murder, Brooklyn Madrox, and Vivienne Rodgers! {The match starts with Rini and Brooklyn in the ring. Brooklyn goes hard and Rini doesnāt play around. Rini hits Brooklyn with a Snap suplex followed by a Scoop Slam. Brooklyn hits Rini with a Hammerlock leg-sweep DDT followed by a Handspring back elbow.}Iyo Kenshin: Both these women are giving it their all here. Rayne: Itās still early, someone has to gain the advantage. {Brooklyn tags Vivienne in and Rini tags Natasha in. Natasha starts with the Butterfly Suplex followed by a German suplex. Vivienne chains together three power bombs on Natasha, following up with a cover which only earns her a two. Not one to get immediately frustrated, Vivienne pulls Natasha up by her hair and whips her into The Murder occupied corner, where she tags in Brooklyn again and the two lay some double team stomps in to Natasha in the corner. The crowd initially boo the double team but cheer as Shea runs around, sliding into the ring, hopping up to her feet and physically pulling Vivienne away from Natasha. There is a momentary tense stare down between the two best friends with opposing loyalties whilst the referee is preoccupied with not letting Rini enter the ring illegally.
Meanwhile April and Mai decide to try and double team Charlotte, who fights back as valiantly as one would expect from the Iron Hawk who has made quite a name for herself overcoming great odds as of late, but despite an initial flurry of holding The Murder back by herself, the numbers prove too great when Vivienne decides to leave Shea alone and join in on trying to attack Charlotte, laying a few kicks and punches in on Charlotte. Shea follows after Vivienne, grabbing her by the wrist and spinning her around until the two best friends are nose to nose again with Shea visibly shaking her head and trying to reason with Viv that she is better than this.
Natasha rolls out of the ring to momentarily catch her breath from Brooklynās attacks. Brooklyn shouts at her to get back in the ring, whilst Shea separates Mai, saving Charlotte from a double team and leaving Vivienne conflicted on whether she should attack Shea. It is clear she doesnāt want to as Charlotte is fighting off April.
Natasha eventually does get back in the ring to brawl with Brooklyn and with a clear speed and agility advantage even gets the better of Brooklyn in their striking exchange this time. With the upper hand finally, Natasha whips Brooklyn towards Rini who is back in her corner and tags in the young Japanese star so she can legally enter the match again.}Rayne: Now we are getting somewhere. The match seems a little more under control, finally.
{Whilst Rini and Brooklyn are legal, Shea and Charlotte are doing their best to keep The Murder from getting any further unfair advantage as has often been in their playbook. At ringside, Charlotte continues to engage April and Vivienne whilst Shea is neutralised by Mai, unable to prevent the numbers advantage from being seized by the Murder. Now both Charlotte and Shea are overwhelmed as it is three on two, until Natasha also has regained enough of her composure and gets involved to even the odds by brawling with Vivienne. Mai continues to fight Shea and Charlotte continues to add more to her list of unresolved problems with April by hitting her in the face repeatedly.
Unfortunately, Riniās relative inexperience means that she takes her eye off Brooklyn to watch all the ladies brawling outside for a moment. It looks like Rini makes a decision to try and help the newly formed Birds of Prey from fending off The Murder, but she has barely taken a step towards the brawl when the much more experienced and crafty Little Bad Wolf rolls her up, hooking the tightsā¦
1ā¦2ā¦3!}Alison Valance: Your Winnerā¦ representing The Murderā¦ Brooklyn Madrox!
{Having stolen one, Vivienne gathers her troops quickly and they back up the ramp, all smiles and in each otherās embrace, whilst The Birds of Prey seem equally dumbfounded and annoyed at the arrogance and underhanded tactics of The Murder, as they help Rini to her feet who seems to be doing her best to apologise to her team mates for being caught out.}------------------------------- SEGMENT Randon has a job... -------------------------------
{ The buzzing from the crowd reverberates throughout the entirety of the Ziggo Domeā¦ and even a little louder as the camera pans around to land on the assistant to the mystery boss, Cliff Cook! Itās strange to find him without a boba in his hand, but instead, he holds a tablet and is tapping on the screen periodicallyā¦until a quartet approaches ā Savage Kingdom ā Madjinn, The Black Widow, Stephen Terrella, and of course Portia, all of whom are smiles after Madjinnās successful retention against El GrandĆ© Malo earlier in the evening. Madjinn is the first to close the distance, putting his arm around Cliffās shoulder. }
Madjinn: Just the man I was looking for!
{ For a change, Cliff looks rather unamused, and is wearing a serious face. }
Cliff Cook: Hey, bud, what can I do for you?
{ He answers almost nonchalantly, turning his attention back to the information on the tablet. }
Madjinn: You saw what happened out thereā¦ Malo is a menace! Heās got some sort ofā vendettaā to take the titles off of my family, and he came close! So close! But you made the right callā
{ Cliff takes a step back, breaking physical contact with Madjinn. }
Cliff Cook: Let me go ahead and stop you right there, ahāright?
{ Cliff sniffles, and chuckles under his breath ā could be a hint of nerves, but itās not, itās him trying to ensure heās wording this correctly against someone who has had a history of breaking people who have no business inside of the ring. Cliff wasnāt a wrestler, and he knew he would ideally be at their mercy, but this didnāt invoke fear out of him. }
Cliff Cook: I didnāt doā anything for you, and do you wanna know why? Because itās not my call! I simply relayed the information my boss gave to me, and while Iām not going to disagree with my bossā it was the right callā I didnāt do it for you.
{ The demeanor of the trio all shift after Cliffās outburstā¦but Madjinn is able to shift his demeanor back. }
Madjinn: Can you just level with meā I thinkā¦ you are leading a lot of people on a wild goose chase with this āmystery bossā of yours. I donāt think thereās much of a mystery to it. I think you are your own boss. Soā I would just like to thankā
Cliff Cook: AGAIN!
{ Cliff interrupts Madjinn. }
Cliff Cook: I didnāt do it for you, so I donāt need you to thank me, and noā I am not my own boss. And let me tell you whyā because, if I were the boss, I would haveā
{ Cliff eyes The Black Widow. }
Cliff Cook: ārestarted the match, AGAIN, and sent her to the back! And with how sheās interfered for you as of late, Iād probably even suspend her. Indefinitely.
{ The Black Widow tilts her head, her eyes fixed on Cliff with curiosity. }
The Black Widow: Those are words spoken as if they came from someone with a taste of power, because they know they have a shield to hide behind.
{ The corner of her lip curls ever-so-slightly. }
The Black Widow: And you, more than anyone, need a shield because when I look at you, physically, I see a jellyfishā¦ colorful; reactive; and lacking a spine. The only thing that perplexes me is why you haven't just swam away yet. But maybe that money is just too fucking good?
Cliff Cook: I donāt need a shield. But I donāt let people like you control me.
Madjinn: Just send thisā¦ boss of yours a gift basket.
Cliff Cook: Iāll see to it. Nowā do you mind? I actually have another task my boss needs me to do.
{ Cliff flashes a smile at the Savage Kingdom, and walks off of the scene. Each individual looks increasingly frustrated with how that went down, but this isnāt quite over yet! }
Stephen Terrella: Fuck that clown! I should break him just for being disrespectful!
Madjinn: No, no, himā or his bossā did us a favor.
Stephen Terrella: We canāt let him just talk to us that way!
{ While the group talks amongst themselves, trying to figure out how theyāre going to figure out the identity of the mysterious boss, silence ensues for a brief moment ā and in that silence, Randon Haynes, the co-GM, walks onto the scene; Portia and Stephen Terrella raise their heads to the authority figure, acknowledging his presence, and Madjinn and The Black Widow keep their back to himā¦ Without having to turn, Madjinn speaks. }
Madjinn: Do me a favor, Haynes, andā¦
{ Madjinn snorts out a little bit, and turns to Haynes, fixing his jacket for himā however, those Sith-like eyes peer at Randon Haynes seem to give him an immediate sense of fear that Cliff seemed immune to. }
Madjinn: Figure out who thisā¦ boss of his is. Can you do that for me?
{ A threatening tone hidden behind the tongue of The Mad Prince. Terrella spits a mouthful of tobacco juice on the floor with a blatant disregard for the cleanliness of the building. }
Stephen Terrella: We don't have to fucking stand around while that fifty pound ginger yanks our fucking chains. I'll find him, and I'll beat his smart-mouthed little ass bloody until he begs to tell us.
Madjinn: No, no, himā or his bossā did us a favor.
Stephen Terrella: One favor. And you heard the shit he said he said to Brandy. Fuck him. We got Haynes. We don't need that other worthless fuck, if he's got stroke, or not.
{ The saliva in Haynes' throat goes down harder than a stone as he swallows. }
Randon Haynes: I hate him as much as you do, but please, please, please let me handle this. You can't just go around assaulting people in those positions. I have to explain that to Mr. Verona, and do you have any idea how uncomfortable those meetings are?
Stephen Terrella: He says he ain't the boss, so what's it fucking matter?
Randon Haynes: Co-GM. Co.
{ Portia grabs Stephen by the arm, trying to calm him. }
Portia: Baby, he's right. If Cliff doesn't have a boss, we'll be beyond fucked. Let Haynes find out who this boss is though, if there is one. We need to at least be sure it's not Cliff in that chair.
Stephen Terrella: What if he fucks this up?
{ In what may be the saddest moment on television this week, Haynes raises his hand in meager opposition. }
Randon Haynes: I'm still standing here.
{ Portia shoots Haynes a glare. }
Portia: We know. So don't fuck this up.
Madjinn: You heard the lady, Brandon.
{ Madjinn says with a coy smile. Randon Haynes takes a big gulp before walking forward and out of the scene, the scenery ultimately fading to commercial to the final image of the group. }
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SEGMENT 2000 Word Limit Participants: Caleb Cannin and Warren Harper Caleb Cannin and Warren Harper come face to face in the aftermath of Dean Harper's successful title defence. -------------------------------
{Warren Harper is backstage, engaged in a seemingly serious phone call. He is wearing an old āThe Lone Wolf Dies, The Pack Survivesā T-Shirt under his black leather jacket, and black denim jeans.}
Warren Harper: You know what they say about history repeating, donāt you sir?
{Warren nods solemnly.}
Warren Harper: Yes, yes sir. I can understand your caution, absolutely. But you need to trust me. I know what Iām doing. Something I should have done a long time ago. No, no. I promise you, sir, this has nothing to do with my father. Iām asking for this of my own volition. I know youāre nothing like him, and I realise maybe thatās exactly the kind of guidance I need going into the biggest match of my life. This may be my last chance to go one on one with Dean, and I canāt afford to blow it again. I -
{Warren is cut off as we see the massive imposing frame of Leon Kilgore, Caleb Canninās personal enforcer and bodyguard step into the shot. The big man says nothing, simply folding his arms across his chest as he looks down both figuratively and literally at the smaller Warren Harper. Warren Harper swallows awkwardly but does not break eye contact as he abruptly ends his phone call.}
Warren Harper: Iāll have to call you backā¦
{Warren slowly lowers his phone, staring at the stoic Kilgore.}
Warren Harper: Can I help you?
{Caleb Cannin almost saunters into shot, smirking as he stands next to Kilgore. Clad in a custom āSee The Futureā black leather jacket of his own and aviators, there was more than a distinct feeling of Professional Wrestlingās Future finally coming face to face with Professional Wrestlingās Past as the 2023 Joker in The Pack introduces himself to the 2024 Roulette Winner.}
Caleb Cannin: Warren Harper, right? Or is it Kane? No, no, no, wait. Kidd, maybe?
{Caleb smirks.}
Caleb Cannin: You know what? It doesnāt even matter. Whoever you are, whatever you call yourself these days, youāre already in the past. Iām Caleb Cannin, and Iām The Future. Iām the future of this business, Iām the future World Champion and I just may be in your immediate future too!
Warren Harper: Finally decided to nut up and cash in at Night of the Immortals then? Bring it, I already beat far greater odds to earn my shot by winning the Roulette, I can deal with a triple threat if I have to.
{Caleb Cannin laughs, almost dismissively.}
Caleb Cannin: Excuse me? Arenāt you the same guy who has already had two shots at Dean? Whatās going to be so different this time? The way I see it, your future ex-husband has a long history of making you his bitch, both in the ring and in the bedroom, and whilst you may be into that, the rest of us arenāt. We need something fresh, something new, something bold, daring and much more exciting than youāve ever been. We need THE FUTURE to erase the past and move this entire company into the next ten years. That isnāt going to happen so long as we are all stuck watching a damned Kane and Blake soap opera storyline unfold for the hundredth time. Nobody cares about you Warren, or how youāre just as much of a deadbeat to Damien as your old man was to youā¦
{Warren balls up a fist, takes a swing, but Kilgore catches it and simply shakes his head as Caleb laughs.}
Caleb Cannin: Oh would you look at that? Warren Harper takes another swing and is denied. That really is the story of your entire career, isnāt it? No wonder Dean is bored. Iāve only been here a couple minutes and Iām already bored with you too, so hereās how itās going to go. When I take my shot, Iām only going to need one, because the thing you need to understand about The Future is that it arrives quicker than anybody expects and also when you least expect it. Dean doesnāt know it yet, but his future as World Champion is just as bleak as his future as your husband. Itās all about timing, and The Future has both of you up against the clock, for you see The Future is not only now but it is also undeniable. But donāt worry, Warren, when I relegate you to a memory, Iāll at least make sure that even someone with your flawed sense of recall never forgets the exact moment that The Future erased The Past for good this time. Nobody will hail The Harpers or the Kanes or The Blakes anymore. The era of Caleb Cannin is now. The best thing you can do now is enjoy the long overdue retirement of not only your entire career but your whole family legacy, try accepting it with some grace and dignity. Thatās never been easy for a Kane, has it?
{Caleb nods at Kilgore, who lets go of Warrenās wrist and the two men leave. Warren grits his teeth, looking on as he rubs some feeling back into his wrist.}
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MAIN EVENT IWF INVICTUS CHAMPIONSHIP SINGLES MATCH 3000 Word Limit Nick Knight (c) vs. Team MOD's Newest Recruit w/Gregor Winter
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the IWF Invictus Championship!!!
{Fog fills the entrance ramp as candy-colored lights begin to strobe to the rhythm of Hair of Dog by Die Spitz. Just as the lyrics begin Roxxi Redd steps out of the smoke followed closely by āThe MODifyerā Gregor Winter and āThe Lady Painā Itami. The newest member of Team MOD is wearing a Bikini Kill t-shirt cut off to bare her midriff, wrestling trunks, and combat boots.}
Alison Valance: Now making her way to the ring from Not Normal, IL āThe Riot Grrrlā Roxxi Redd!!!
{Roxxi leaves her partners in The MOD as she nearly sprints to the ring and slides head first under the bottom rope. She quickly kips up before climbing to the top rope and jaws with the fans in the front row.}
Iyo Kenshin: The newest member of Team MOD came out of nowhere two weeks ago to try to help steal away the Invictus Championship. Now tonight she has an opportunity to win it herself.
Rayne: I think she has a good chance of doing it because sheās completely unknown to Nick Knight. I was able to make a few phone calls and found that she has been a consistent presence on the independent scene in the Midwest for a little over a year, but she is basically a rookie.
Iyo Kenshin: Itās a big jump from the Sheboygan VFW to the main event of Odyssey, letās see if sheās up to the task.
{Ecstasy Of Gold starts to play over the sound system as Nick Knight steps onto the entrance ramp. The wide-brimmed hat, trench coat, and plague doctorās mask of āThe Savior of Professional Wrestlingā have been stripped away leaving only the plain black leather pants and snakeskin boots of āThe Slayer of Gods.ā}
Alison Valance: Now making his way to the ring from Hollywood, California he is the reigning IWF Invictus Champion Nick Knight!!!
{Knight slowly makes his way towards the ring dragging the Invictus Championship belt across the arena floor. Once he reaches ringside, he gives the ten pounds of gold a wild toss into the ring, but before he can follow it Roxxi comes flying out of the ring as if shot from a cannon and knocks him to the floor.}
Iyo Kenshin: Roxxi not even waiting for the bell to get her IWF career started.
Rayne: Nick Knight is ten inches taller and over one hundred pounds heavier, I donāt blame her for trying to get a jump on him. Now she just has to keep the pressure and not let him crawl back into the match.
{Roxxi waves for the security guard to get out of the corner as she pulls Knight up to his feet and with the aid of Itami whips the champion into the guard rail. āThe Riot Grrrlā then backs up until she is spine first to the opposite set of steel and sprints the full distance hitting a brutal backsplash that audibly drives the air from Nickās lungs. Not finished she lays the much larger wrestler down on the floor and sets a steel chair across his prone body before she hops up onto the apron and climbs to the top rope.}
Iyo Kenshin: The bell hasnāt rung, but Redd needs to be careful that Blue Shoes doesnāt just throw this match out before it even starts.
Rayne: I think thatās a chance that sheās willing to take to even the playing field. The thing that she needs to be worried about most is crashing and burning because that will just hand the match to the champion.
{Redd looks down at the body of āThe Hollywood Butcherā once before leaping from the top rope and sandwiching the Invictus Champion between steel and concrete with a coffin drop. Roxxiās spine flexes in agony after the collision, but she doesnāt have time to register the pain as Gregor Winter and Itami have rolled the nearly unconscious body of Nick Knight into the ring and Itami is helping her up into the ring to make a coverā¦
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
THREā¦
Nick Knight reaches out and grabs the bottom rope!!!}
Iyo Kenshin: Great ring awareness from Nick Knight!
Rayne: Itās a good thing he realized that he was so close to the ropes because I donāt think he was kicking out.
{Staying on the attack Roxxi climbs back to the top rope and comes off with another coffin drop, but Knight is waiting for it and locks on the La La Land. The Champion fights to wrap Redd with his legs but the young woman from Illinois is miles ahead of him and kicks off of the turnbuckle to roll back and pin Knightās shoulders to the matā¦
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
Knight is forced to release the submission hold to kick out.}
Iyo Kenshin: Roxxi Redd was one second from becoming the new Invictus Champion.
Rayne: Nick Knight made a huge mistake in thinking that the challenger wouldnāt be ready to defend against the choke. Itami is a high-level judoka, so you know that they had to work on it.
{Knight gets to his feet for the very first time, but it doesnāt last long because Roxxi hits a dropkick to his surgically repaired knee that causes the leg to buckle. The challenger keeps up the breakneck pace by ricocheting off of the ropes and leveling Knight with a John Woo dropkick. Knowing that heās in trouble the champion takes a powder to try to regroup.}
Iyo Kenshin: Iām not sure Iāve ever seen someone dominate Nick Knight like this.
Rayne: I hate to say it, but I think weāre going to see Team MOD leaving Amsterdam with the Invictus Championship.
{Nick leans against the ring apron trying to catch his breath, but Redd has no intentions of allowing him a moment of respite. The challenger comes sprinting across the ring looking for another tope suicida but Nick is waiting for it and catches her before hoisting her up and dropping her skull first onto the floor with a sheer drop brainbuster. āThe Hollywood Butcherā easily picks up Roxxi rolling her into the ring and makes the coverā¦
ONEā¦
Roxxi kicks out at one!!!}
Iyo Kenshin: How did Roxxi kick out after that brainbuster?
Rayne: I was told that sheās tough as nails, but I donāt believe it.
{The frustrated champion gets to his feet and pulls Roxxi to a vertical base by a handful of hair. Blue Shoes admonishes him for the hair pull but he ignores the official as he drives the challenger head-first to the canvas with a German suplex, Maintaining his grip he deadlifts the much smaller Redd and hits a second German before completing the set with a bridgeā¦
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
THREā¦
Kick out!}
Iyo Kenshin: Roxxi Redd is really in trouble. She was barely able to kick out of that pinning predicament.
Rayne: Gregor Winter put together a great game plan for Roxxi, but I think itās only a matter of time before Nick Knight finishes the job.
{Sensing that the end was near Gregor jumps up onto the apron to argue with Blue Shoes that his count was fast. This distraction allows Itami to slide a set of brass knuckles into the ring to Roxxi.}
Iyo Kenshin: Team MOD is trying to steal this match the same way that they did last week.
{A still loopy Roxxi Redd slowly gets to her feet and swings at the champion with all of her might, but Knight sees it coming and easily dodges the loaded fist. āThe Hollywood Butcherā then knees āThe Riot Grrrlā in the midsection before lifting her up and hitting Banned In Memphis. Knight makes the coverā¦
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
THREā¦
Kick out!}
Iyo Kenshin: How in the world did she just kick out!!!
Rayne: I have no idea. Nick Knight has beaten some of IWFās best with that version of the pile driver.
{Nick gets to his feet and pulls Redd to a standing position by her wrist before leveling her with Welcome To Hollywood. Heās not finished as he lifts back to her feet only to drop her on her head with a Non-Dairy Creamer. Satisfied that enough damage had been done he locks on the La La Land. Blue Shoes kneels to check on Roxxi before calling for the bell ending the match.
Gregor Winter and the IWF Medical Team are in the ring immediately checking on the condition of Redd as Nick Knight takes the Invictus Championship belt from Blue Shoes and celebrates his hard-fought victory.}
Iyo Kenshin: Roxxi Redd earned a lot of people's respect tonight, but I just hope that she is alright after that brutal ending.
Rayne: Nick Knight did what he had to do to put her down once and for all because Roxxi is the type of competitor who will keep on going.
Iyo Kenshin: All I can say is that itās safe to say that Team MOD has just got a whole lot tougher with her in their ranks.
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Well howdy there pardner.